Yes they're a self-absorbed bunch of young f***tards with stupid music, dumb clothing and weird haircuts but every subculture since the 20s has had that problem. (If you're unsure about this Google "zoot suits" and "flappers" and get back to me.)
Every generation has its own dumb subculture. The 20's had wanna be gangsters and flapper women. The 30's had abject poverty so they get let off. The 40s had war (again; let off). The 50s had crew cuts and nuclear-unit families, hoopskirts, jocks and beatniks. The 60s had Vietnam and hippies, The 70s had more Vietnam and mods and rockers (Google Quadrophenia to understand), The 80s had Punks, Goths and Glam as reactions to everything that had come before, 90's had Grunge just because everybody was sick of dressing up and couldn't be fucked anymore. (And also because some heroin addicted dudes from Seattle wrote Nevermind.) And that is how we ended the Millenium. With everybody looking at Grunge and the way that Jerry dressed in ‘Seinfeld’ and thinking “God we’re intolerable dags.”
2000 Rolls around and it’s the dawn of the hipster. At first it just trucker-hats and short-sleeve over long-sleeve T-shirts, but by 2010 no fashions anymore just whatever you want:
· A T-shirt that says “do me sideways” in slasher font with jeggings[2] and knee high military boots. Sure….
· Cabbie hat, Nerd Glasses, Goatee, Turtle-neck…. Hang on you’re just a beatnik, oh wait you’re wearing raver pants and you’re riding an inline skateboard to prove how 31373 you are. Cool…
· Toga, Medusa haircut, Christmas-lights and Ugg-boots. “Are you going fancy-dress or have you escaped from a mental institution? Neither? Cool, be on your way then…. No wait a minute!”
This is out of control. I was a grungy/surfie when I was a teenager just because I couldn’t afford clothes because I had spent all my money on being in coffee houses, on music and on video-games, which is what these so called adults are doing right now. What I liked doing as a teenager is now cool. That’s not fair, that’s what I call brutal irony.
Now I don’t care about being cool anymore, all the cool kids are doing my thing and it’s getting crowded in the café and I want some peace and quiet like I had before.
But I can’t really complain. I dress like a hipster. Mostly because I am like one of those parasitic wasps that one finds in bee hives. I look like them to live amongst them… And prey off them.
Pity I look like a twat.
Three shots of whiskey. They may not stand for anything but at least they're not violent.
Three shots of whiskey. They may not stand for anything but at least they're not violent.
1) Jandels to our Kiwi brethren and flip flops to the Brits, Who knows what the Yanks call them, backless sandals probably the literal minded douches (Hey, any culture that calls a blanket a 'comforter' deserves all the shit I can heap on them.)
2) A type of tights that looks like pants (Not really.) but aren’t actually
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