On Being Hip: by R.A.L.
I have to warn you, I’m going to be harsh. Maybe it’s my mildly self-deprecating twitter that captures my 140 characters worth of information bits about the world around me that receive a sufficiently adequate amount of humor and yielded my somewhat well-known characteristic to pick apart society so finely, but I think I have the right to say that I fucking hate hipster culture. It makes me gag and it’s this awful manifestation of alternative kids who have always been weird dragging out their weird bullshit and adapting so precisely to mirror the things that perhaps, at a point in time, were cool. They are the kids who don’t know how to groove.
The actual music has gone down in quality, which is the specific point I’d like to continue to focus on in my discussion of the need to be “alternative” in any society. These individuals who stray outside the more understandable and socially “correct” at the time are merely filling a role in the larger picture and model of what a society HAS to look like in order to exist. If a group of insiders exist, that is obviously to say there must be those who are on the outskirts- and furthermore, those not even close. These two or more groups are merely the formula for a societal ecosystem.
That being said, I specifically hate modern 2010’s hipster culture because of the size of the illusion all of these young people are being put under. They are playing out their own cultured and preconceived narratives about what being alternative to mainstream is like, and more so, they are of the belief that what they are doing IS, in fact, alternative and that they are so significantly different from their peers. This is presumptuous and atrocious. It essentially demeans the thoughts and feelings and goings-on about all others who have been in a vaguely similar rebellious group in at another time or place.