Okay, Roo doesn't know a thing about hipsters, but one of his favorite new phrases is "Hip, hip, hooray!" (which he cheers for himself every time he makes cracking good contact with a golf, soccer or whiffle ball--he is very self-congratulatory, which is kinda hipster). And that is straight from the fridge, Dad.
I don't know what the all the new attention to hipsteria mania means, exactly, except that it serves as yet another well-spring of bafoonery I can make fun of. Actually, I have always found hipsters pretty funny, even back when I studied them in college and they were calle "beat poets" or "grunge."
Some of my favorite hipster things:
1. Hipster babies. Apparently dressing your young children to look like aloof self-Googling fashionistas is a thing some people do for fun now. There are endless websites and even photo studios dedicated to the look of the "hipster child." The good part is, the kids are pretty cute, and the hopelessly bored and arrogant expressions on their faces crack me up. Even though their facade is saying, "You make me wither," you know they are really thinking, "I would rather be playing LEGOS."
2. Hipster Christianity. Please. This is actually a thing now. It is, in fact, even a bone of contention in theological circles (well, mostly theoblogging TAG circles) of debate. There are actually smart people--fundies and longhairs--who worry that a bunch of trendy scenesters who have taken church into their package of cool are going to ruin the Christianity. All I have to say is, if you think the message of Jesus can't stand up to a bunch of williamsburgers, then your roof is leaking.
3. Yah, obiously I am tickled by the slang, some of which includes:
KNOW YOUR GROCERIES:
Be hip, aware, alert to the situation.
FREE TO RUN FOR PRESIDENT:
Out of work, unemployed.
HAVE ONE ON THE CITY:
Drink some tap water.
THAT VIBRATES ME:
I'm impressed, I really like it.
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