It is finally time for me to come clean about something. I absolutely hate hipsters. They are all so stupid, with the way they try to act cool by acting like they are not trying to act cool (that was complicated, but you will get it). They all have such good lives, living in their condominiums with others of their kind, enjoying the luxuries of the upper west side, eating good but over priced food. I hate them all.
And yet I want to be just like them.
They are my Idols. Not the fake ones who wear expensive clothes and rip them with scissors to make them look wore. No, not them, but the poser generation X's. The ones who left lalapolooza for the joys of cafes. I want to sit in a cafe, read a Virginia Woolf novel, and sip an over priced but not half bad espresso. That would be the day...
Of course, I begin to think about all this because in my book, Saturday by Ian McEwan, The neurosurgeon comes downstairs to find his young adult son eating a yogurt with tons of dried fruits and granola. A very hipster - ish thing to do.
Just what I want to do.
Hey Theo. So yeah. I know you want to become hipster but DON'T DO IT! The only real hipsters are the ones born that way (not Will Kyle). Just the thought of you wanting to be a hipster makes all the more reason why you shouldn't be one. Just be yourself, and hopefully that is what you want to be. A hipster. Anyway, good writing. Only probably is you mention your book in one sentence.
ReplyDeleteps. Max Piersol is the only genuine hipster at our school. Everyone should respect him for it. I for one do. Everyone else who tries to be a hipster. (Spit on their shoe)
*Only problem is
ReplyDeleteoh, man. *i* left lollapalooza for the comforts of cafes. and i do like espresso. uh-oh. and virginia woolf. eek. (i loved the book 'saturday'. how about some more thoughts on it?)
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