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Re: “What We Talk About When We Talk About Hipsters”
And... I am more steps ahead of conventional than you are.
Although, I am less desperate than you, about it. I suppose for good reason, you "mainstream hipster". haw haw haw. eat my dust.
Re: “What We Talk About When We Talk About Hipsters”
Rich, poor, black, white, creative, consumer, intelligent, down to earth. Et cetera!
If there's one thing that spans the history of humankind
it's the burning desire to think your group (or your ego)
is somehow better than those around you.
At school you're smarter, the bank... richer, the grocery... more frugal and health conscious, at the library, the yoga place, the gym, on the freeway, at the airport, at the club, and in the music store, at the rally against gerbil abuse, on the street, in the bathroom, in the cemetery, in your dreams and nightmares, endless competition and a never ending struggle for dominance over everyone else.
Elbows out! You can climb, or be climbed upon. But let me tell you one thing first...
I am less competitive than you.
I have a higher GPA than you.
I am happier than you will ever be.
I am in better shape that you.
I am more vegan than you.
I am more into bike culture than you.
I am more spiritual than you.
I HAVE BETTER SEX THAN YOU.
I am a better dancer than you.
I have traveled to more places than you.
I have better stories than you.
I am funnier than you.
I give him/her pleasure more than you.
I have a higher post count than you.
I can smack it, flip it, rub it down, oh no... better than you.
I am more ambisexual than you.
I am more psychosexual than you.
I am more disciplined than you.
I can fast longer than you.
I'm not as bothered by competition as you.
I'm more into computers than you.
I have better bookmarks than you.
I'm not from America.
I have never paid someone to cut my hair in my life.
I'm not from Mexico.
I'm not from that side of town.
I was here first.
I have more gold stars by my name.
I have a shit ton better catchphrases and lingo than you.
I am younger than you.
At the orgy, I have louder orgasms than you.
I have never eaten a cookie with another man's semen on it.
I have better hair than you.
I am more connected to Candie Hank than you.
I am closer to the source of good new media than you.
I am closer to the source of God than you.
I have better connections than you.
I am a better christian than you.
I am older than you.
I have better drugs than you.
I have a better job than you.
I have better lips than you.
I have a cleaner kitchen than you.
I have better taste in adult animation than you.
I am more well read than you.
I have better glasses than you.
I have better body odor than you.
I have better tattoos than you.
I have better drugs than you.
I am more than you.
I am poorer than you.
I have suffered more than you.
I have lived a more full life than you.
I am a real human being.
I have a better art space than you.
I have a greener yard than you.
My dad can beat your dad up.
My truck can pull a heavier load than your truck.
I have better taste in ritual space rock than you.
My skull is full, not oddly shaped, without looking bulbous.
I know more about symbolism than you.
I am darker than you.
I have a fuller beard than you.
I have squatted more houses than you.
I can bench more than you.
I can fight global warming better than you.
I am more popular than you.
I spanged more beer money than you.
I have a better girlfriend than you.
I am richer than you.
I am not as competitive as you.
I am whiter than you.
I can speak more languages than you.
I can hold this posture longer than you.
I can race you to that sign post over there and win.
I know the lyrics to every Charles De Goal song.
I am not even aware who Henry Rollins is.
I'm more fashionable than you.
I'm still wearing these pants because I am more 'not giving a fuck'.
I'm more into cocaine than you.
I'm more crafty and creative than you.
I know more references than you.
I was listening to WFMU long before you.
I am deeper into my references than you.
I'm more into zines than you.
I'm more dedicated to beer koozies than you.
I'm more musical than you.
I'm smarter and more clever than you.
I'm more individual than you.
I am more self confident than you.
I know more about counterculture history than you.
I can talk faster than you in the boardroom.
I have a better post than you.
I care less than you.
I bleed more than you.
I have longer fingers than you.
I am better than you.
I'm more into science than you.
I'm into geography more than you.
I'm more into geocaching drug stashes and collecting thesauruses than you.
My anus does not stink like yours does.
I am more than you.
I have more than you.
I am more than you.
I have more than you.
I am better than you.
I AM better than you.
I am better than YOU.
Where would marketing be without this one fundamental conceit underlying everything we do? Where would we be, for that matter...
Re: “Tomorrow's Hits Today! 22 Records You'll Be Talking About in 2012”
No (insert name of band) mentioned?
Re: “William Giraldo is NOT a Sexual Assaulter”
Yay internet!
Re: “Would Hipsters Buy from the "Hipster Lit" Section?”
Lifestyle consumerism = You are what you own.
But, it's a false dilemma. There are stranger, more interesting things inside your own head, than in all the bookshelves of America. And they're yours! They have a personal meaning and resonance within you.
Quality not quantity.
700-800+ new books hitting the bookshelves a day.
And yet...people still cry out for more empty calories.
Re: “Is Obsessive "Curation" Ruining Brooklyn?”
I mostly agree with this article. The only area missing, to me, is the effect the internet has on the process of lifestyle materialism and commodifying dissent.We are slowly being reduced to a series of catchphrases and hotlinks it seems. And people are very much used to assuming many things about one another based on a gesture or a t-shirt.
Like name dropping automatons racing for a better position at the spewing faucet of youth culture it's an elbow in the eye of anyone questioning a deeper meaning. A Cult of the New that despises community and real relationships in favor of endless consumerism.
It's an old story really.
Online file sharing just blinded many to the hazards of being a collector...searching outside yourself for happiness.
That's my opinion anyways, all things in moderation.
