Like yah, environment.
Like yah, be green.
Like yah, local local local.
Get the fuck outta here with that bullshit. These fucking Iggy Pop-physiqued frauds are treating this city like Fauxhemian Disney World. Playing in it 24/7 then pioneering into the next rilly kewl city or back to Mommy’s Midwestern basement. Over the last 2 years, hipsters have “discovered” Rockaway beach and of course have infested it like fucking rats; dumping their garbage everywhere because you know, they are so eco-friendly.
Link: NY Daily News: Hipsters trashing Rockaway.
Last year I posted about the residents of Rockaway complaining about the invasion of hipsters on their beaches. Well, as you would expect, there are even more going this year – discovering this new place to annoy the fuck out of people. They even have a new way of getting there so they don’t have to come in contact with icky and scary natives on the A train. There is now a Rock-a-Bus. Yep, a yellow school bus that makes round-trips from the creative center of the universe – Williamsburg – to Rockaway. Imagine all the unwashed, quirky-tattooed, bearded, scallion-limbed, self-proclaimed artists on that bus at one time. Sickening.
The Daily News article says:
“The influx of a young, hipster crowd, a booming surf culture and revamped food concessions have made Rockaway a prime destination over the past two summers.But that popularity hasn’t translated into expanded services from the city, locals said.”
Oh don’t you worry one bit. The moment Bloomberg’s gentrification administration gets a wiff of this influx (they are still too busy catering to the transplants in North Brooklyn and Park Slope) of hipsters in Rockaway, there will be tons of clean-up crews, boardwalk repairs and police sent in to help prepare it for a full-on, rent-raising, native evacuation/yupster transformation.
LO MFN L!
The first four sentences are pure gold..
AGREED!!!! The fourth sentence often enters my mind whenever I hear the other three.
THE NERVE OF THESE ATTENTION SEEKING RENT RAISING WANNA-BE URBAN TRANSPLANT PIECES OF SHIT
I SERIOUSLY HAVE NOT EVEN STEPPED FOOT INSIDE A SCHOOL BUS SINCE I WAS IN THE 4TH GRADE.
THESE ATTENTION SEEKING PIECES OF SHIT RIDING ON A SCHOOL BUS IN THEIR 20s AND 30s SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF THEMSELVES
“LOOK AT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”
DIE HIPSTER SCUM. DIE. DIE. DIE.
LOL My adventures last summer in “Rockapulco” DIE HIPSTERS DIE!!!!!!!!!! http://artisanalcheesewhiz.blogspot.com/2011/07/la-revolicion.html
I live in the very west end of Rockaway. I’ve seen that sign for “old records”. Look,we have ipods for a very good reason; it’s a major improvement in convenience, space and quality. Vinyl pretty much sucks. . I once owned a serious stack of vinyl that took up lots of room and invariably got easily scratched. Nobody except these silly overgrown children wants a turntable over an MP3 player.
I love your blog post. But SO sad for Rockaway. If there is a bright side, I’m guessing that they are not moving in, but only riding their school bus out there on the weekends in the summer, right?
With the type of funk, odor, mildew, malodorous air that they bring, maybe these “enlightened” individuals may attract a few sharks once they get into the water. Hey, I’ll even swim 50-100 feet beyond the farthest swimmer just so I can pull out my pocket knife and slice my palm in the hopes they do in fact come.
Hipsters usually don’t go swimming in the ocean because:
* The critters living in their beard will “abandon ship” in droves, scaring them
* They can’t get out of their skinny jeans before it’s time to head back
* The crap that washes off their bodies causes fish kills (how the Gowanus got that way)
* Their scarf and wool hat would get wet
* The Brits are always complaining about the water pollution
* Their Megans are always being confused with beached whales
* …
HA!!!
Damn! Plan backfired:
http://the-omnomomnevor.deviantart.com/art/Hipster-shark-214590627
I assume some Hipster music festival out in The Rockaways will be next.
C’mon DH. Layoff Iggy. Iggy was ripped. He had abs. Hipsters resemble corndogs.
Agreed. Now, comparing them to Michael Stipe, on the other hand, is open season.
Oh…oh you hit a nerve, Tex. if there’s one musician I’d like to see thrown into a large piece of agricultural machinery is that Mope-a-dope.
If we can Superglue him to Eddie Vedder before throwing him into that wood chipper, you have a deal. Both of these dolts are the direct reason why we have to deal with so many “Mommy won’t let me buy heroin with her credit card” whiner rock bands today.
Strangely enough, I’ve never had a problem with Stipe or Vedder, but don’t even get me started on Morrissey or Oasis. Maybe it’s just that the grass is always greener on the other side of the pond, or maybe it’s something to do with the fact that people over here are strictly expected to regard those two as geniuses for the ages. Music for people whose teeth are darker than their skin.
I don’t have a problem with any of the mentioned musicians. They made hit after fucking hit. Its just funny comparing try-hards to the real thing.
I’d probably get murdered if I did it, but I’ve always wanted to fly to London just to wear a t-shirt that had “oasismyass” printed on the front and back. They don’t even begin to belong being lumped in with the likes of Iggy or even the Smiths ( No matter how at fault Marr may be for encouraging the gruesome twosome that was the oasis, candyassed ‘rock’ ). Their smugness disgusts me as it’s so baseless.
Iggy made his way up out of the very humble and often post-apocalyptic digs of Detroit trailer parks. Not the soft and coddled suburbs of so many neo-hippy trippy bands the kidults favor lately.
Seconded. Iggy was skinny but *muscular*–’wiry,’ a trainer might say.
The hipsters I see have NO definition. Corndogs indeed–Pillsbury Corndogs.
A school bus? Fucking weaklings. We hitchhiked to Rockaway Beach. We’d put on our bikinis and shorts, stand outside of Calvary Cemetery on Queens Boulevard and put our thumbs out.
I have posted this before but this is what real New Yorkers at Rockaway look like. Some pictures I took of my friends at 116th Street in the 70s.
http://gardenoftheinfidel.blogspot.com/2007/08/boardwalk-116th-street-rockaway-beach.html
UI – great photo; it is quite the contrast from this influx of pipe cleaner limbed fucking pussies that we are overwhelmed with. These fucking midwestern trust funders with daddy’s monthly gentrification package have turned too much of it into an adult infant Romper Room. And there is absolutely no mistake that they are taking a yellow school bus; they are so desperate to be children forever that it is way more fitting than any other mode of transportation; not to mention that they’d be scared shitless to head for the A out there after dark.
It was our city. There was nothing to be afraid of. And, mind you, that us girls were only 15 and 16 at the time. It was also the summer of the .44 caliber killings, many of which took place in Queens.
Back when the girls were wearing the blonde wigs because they thought he was only gunning for brunettes! That whole time was an incredibly creative (legitimately creative, not this artisanal art student bullshit), lively time in the city. Had hip-hop taking off, punk, disco, the graff artists, etc., etc. Now everyone invading us is a so-called ‘artist’, yet nothing is coming out of it – guess that’s what happens when none of them have any talent or actual creativity whatsoever.
Also the summer of the blackout. But that was Con Ed, and Rockaway had LILCO and still had power, so all of us from Brooklyn went out there. Those are great, great pics.
Why aren’t the Natives taking care of business!
Nice picture. Here’s the interesting part I noticed: on a superficial level, your friends don’t look *that* different from hipsters. Proof that what’s annoying about hipsters is not what they look like, it’s the attitude behind it. You can tell just by looking at these people’s expressions that they’re probably cool. You can tell just by looking at hipsters’ expressions that they’re probably not.
We were just real people having fun. There was no artifice, no irony.
I absolutely disagree with you YUA. Those pics are from the time people looked and dressed like that because it was a new look; first time occurrence and natural progression. They were not ironically imitating any one or having a 365 day a year costume party. Those aren’t fucking try-hards in those 70s pics.
Fast forward to today – hipsters try to emulate that look along with every other look from 1905 paper boys to 1918 Tweed to 1950s librarians to 1960s hippies to 80s punk to 1993 mutations of Eddie Vedder and Kurt Cobain.
So YES! It is also about their annoying looks – along with smug faces and attitude.
What I was trying to say is that you could line up a photo of a ’70s-looking hipster and a real ’70s person, and hipstamatic both photos, and they’d basically look the same. The difference would be in the vibe you pick up.
I get what you’re saying but hipsters have WAY too much invested in their look. Tattoos, piercings, head gear, iPods, iPads, clothing, bags, hair, makeup, sunglasses, etc. They spend lots of money and time achieving a ‘look’. In the 70′s it was much less so as you can see in my pictures. Less visual noise and telegraphing.
I noticed ‘hair dipping’ is back too LOL That was very much an 80′s thing.
They’re very Ecclestiastical in a kind of ‘…there’s nothing new under the Sun’ kind of way. Other than the tech, OK, they stand very much in the shadows of gens before them who, even if not successful, tried to rep a way of life that reflected a belief system that wasn’t totally based in nostalgia, which is where the consumerist hipsters are caught. OWS is, for example, a horrible failure all things considered. That initial potential of becoming a ‘revolution’ of some kind, just really got poisoned by ‘the fun’ of it all. They don’t grasp the concept of self-sacrifice and risk of life and limb, and Freedom ( jail ), in order to achieve well defined goals. Instead it’s an exhuberance of narcissism and nihilism for the most part. I’m not a participant in OWS so of course I’m speaking in purely observational terms here. I just don’t see the sincerity that you’d think would be evident in their many causes and concerns as being any more important than making sure one has the attire to make a mark within their own circles.
And if that didn’t make any sense, meh, fuck off…
“They spend lots of money and time achieving a ‘look’.”
- Yep, and they still fail at achieving that look. LOL!
I have to disagree strongly about how they would look the “same”. Not only would the difference be in the vibe (I call it “realness”), but also in the people themselves. Not only are the people in those pics attractive in the traditional sense (manly men, and girly girls), the dudes look like they could seriously throw down if some BS popped off. I could never mistake those dudes for hipsters simply because their testosterone levels are obviously too high. If those guys had beards, they would look rough enough to pass for bikers. A hipster can rock a ZZ-Top Bin Laden beard and still look like a total pussy.
Looks a lot different than what the look at me types wear to go swimming:
http://i.ytimg.com/vi/pjzPEqhELJ8/0.jpg
This photo is like the reverse of the scene in “Jaws when everyone runs out of the water.
Their running into the ocean because a a Puerto Rican family just arrived and set up a charcoal grill.
The horror! The horror! Priceless.
UA…absolutely wonderful photos. They brought me back, although in ’77 I was only 16 years old.
The things I remember most about the times when I hung out with my friends at Coney Island or the Village was a complete lack
of baggage: You only carried a few dollars, a couple of subway tokens and some loose change.
You needed the change in case you had to make a call. No money? Chip in for a bag of Fritos and a Manhattan Special. ATMs?
How many businesses took credit cards back then? You paid in cash.
Bathrooms? Good luck. Most store owners were absolute pr*cks and wouldn’t let you use their facilities unless you bought something.
It was the ultimate in freedom. We formed bonds (some of which endure to this day) and enjoyed. The fun was free.
Most if not all of us held down some sort of part time job.
We didn’t travel far. Our world, at least for most of us, was your neighborhood and the next one over.
When you met up with your friends, you gave them 100% of your attention.
Now I see people who can’t run out for a loaf of bread without looking like a f**cking Sherpa: backpack, headphones, laptop, i-phone, Nintendo DS,
I-pod, Blackberry and lord knows what else.
And when they all get together what do they do? They sit and text and completely ignore each other. In spite of all the glorified
“social media” have to be the most vapid and socially backward generation. As well educated as they are they are incapable of holding a conversation, making eye contact
Or uttering a sentence without saying, “like, Ummm or Yahhh, 5 times before making it sound like a question.
Here’s a perfect example: I took my 12 year old nephews out for breakfast. From the time I picked them up to the time I took them back home their phones were constantly beeping, burping and chiming. Between the two of them they must have received about 40 text messages within 90 minutes. All of them were thought provoking..like:
I AM SO BORED.
EATING CHEETOS AT 10AM!
WTF?
Now I see people who can’t run out for a loaf of bread without looking like a f**cking Sherpa: backpack, headphones, laptop, i-phone, Nintendo DS,
I-pod, Blackberry and lord knows what else.
Pat, you are so dead-on with this assessment. Nobody can go anywhere without a fucking supply of shit in a backpack. It’s so rare to see someone not toting half their life around that I take it as a source of pride to go to work every day not holding anything on the train but a Post and a bagel.
My wife is like me – does not twitter, text or check e-mail with her phone. In fact, we rarely answer the phone at dinner time. The downside to this is most kids are not capable of holding a conversation with our son. they just don’t have the social skills because their noses are always up against some sort of media device.
I suspect texting will become inevitable for us.
My hip-sister refuses to e-mail me anymore because she only texts. She cannot understand WHy in this day and age my phone is four years old and i do not text, use Apps, have a page on Facebook, etc.
It’s simple: my life is not that interesting. Nor am I famous enough to warrant hourly updates as to my status, bowel movements, deep thoughts, etc.
The entire world doesn’t need to know that I just consumed a diet Coke.
What’s the saying – Never have so many have so much to say about so little?
Texting is NOT inevitable. Don’t surrender.
My colleagues consider me a weirdo because I am cell-free. I don’t work constantly and am NEVER at anyone’s beck and call just because they have a gadget and feel compelled to use it. My husband and I own one cell phone which he keeps in the car in case he gets into an accident on the Gowanus. We neither send nor receive texts. And yet we live fun and interesting lives! Go figure.
Pat: Your son will have social skills that will make him valuable in a workplace! As a grumpster in his late-40s, I’m so glad when I meet a kid who can form complete sentences, looks me in the eye when I talk, and seems to have interests beyond what some Star-Trek device is beaming into him. Your son will eventually be given a position of responsibility. And don’t give in to the texting disease! Your sister is wrong!
I think the guy with the bandana was the leader of The Warriors!
Great pics. That’s what my older brothers looked like back in the day. They certainly weren’t having tricycle races back then.
Hiiipsters, come out to play-yay…
^^haaa haa, yes! I just read that in the Patrick Kelly voice too
The mental picture of someone actually saying that to a bunch of soon-to-be-brutalized hiptards brings a smile to my face.
Hipsters do the same only they just take your picture while clanking PBR cans together.
“Uncultured, art-hating, xenophobic, blue collar native, please friend me on your facebook page”.
Here widdle hipster, hipster, hipster. C’mon out and pway here in the street…
Shhh – I’m hunting hipsters,
Now THAT is friggin awesome! That’s the NY I remember!
that was for or referring to Urban Infidel’s link and cool old photos btw.
Awesome pics! I used to go out there with my family in the early 60′s as a wee child. I can be wrong but I seem to remember a burger joint named Mr. Dif’s. Does anyone remember that place? Anyway, it was so much fun!!!
Oh hell no, Those asshole better stay the fuck away from Queens
It’s disgusting that the NY Times is trying to “plug” the Rockaways. The Times is clearly in league with the gentrifiers. And by the gentrifiers, I don’t mean the hipsters- I mean the property developers who want to attract hipsters so that they can get away with raising rents.
The funny thing about the Times plugging the Rockaways is that they’re doing it because the Rockaways aren’t going to get gentrified on their own – you have to TRY to attract hipsters and yupsters to the place.
The fact is, despite the whole beach appeal, hipsters and yupsters will never move to the Rockaways unless you do a really good PR campaign. The place (like most of Queens and Brooklyn “below the line”) reminds them too much of the “dull” suburbs they came from. They want authentic urban things like warehouses and rooftop farms and exotic dark-skinned neighbors who are easy to treat like scenery, and the Rockaways don’t have that.
One reason this disgusts me is because of the nearly heroic people I’m lucky enough to know directly or even indirectly with 3 or 4 degrees of seperation.
A freinds’ friend person….this person is physically wracked up, had a work injury that’s left them with a cane and a disease process that’s incurable and results in a seriously deflated quality of life socially as a result..but she struggles on and though easily qualifiable for disability, has too much personal pride to cave…she busts her backside looking for work and even has driven 4 hours ONE WAY just to get to a job interview…such a trip is like climbing Everest for you or me for the deliterious impacts on her person and the recovery it takes for her to bounce back just from TRYING TO FIND WORK….she borrows nothing and imposes on no one…she accepted her rebudgeting needs like a real adult and doesn’t have a lick of credit debt just to keep up with everyone else…she can’t…she could burden her family, but wouldn’t…
I hear stories like hers and then see these and read these stories about people 25 and older who wouldn’t know a challenge if it crawled up their ass to live there….who can’t sacrifice or know the difference between ‘need’ and ‘want’…who help themselves to everything they can get their hands on…and it’s devestating to see the extreme self-centeredness and ego addictions out of control in these people compared to this woman who’s killing herself to find work again and living like a monk until she does….the difference in mentality is night and fucking day….
i’d crawl over a thousand highly educated hipsters to get to one person like her…she’d appreciate having a job, she comes in knowing what sacrifice and suffering is to get somewhere better, and i wouldn’t have to watch my back when i left her to do a job….but these useless punks fiddling with their hair and playing on their smartphones, who, as someone mentioned, posture with this indifferent arrogance so they don’t have to actually LISTEN to the person speaking to them? Is it any wonder no one wants to hire these entitled little shits?
Like McCaughney’s character said to the drinking, partying crowd in Reign of Fire,”I just lost two of my best people on my team who sacrificed their lives to protect you, and you’re celebrating over ONE victory?…You disgust me.” (well, it went something like that and hopefully the spirit of the statement is understood )
On the schoolbus ferrying the vermin to Rockaway, what infuriated me wasn’t just that whine about how this would save 15 minutes’ ride on the A train and would save our trustafarians from having to rent a car. It was this:
“For our American passengers, it’s kind of a throwback to the way they used to get to school…”
Great. Field trips to the beach for people who think they’re reliving their high school years. I’m amazed that the bus doesn’t have a concession stand in it, loaded with CapriSun and Jell-O pudding cups, too.
The line should read:
“For our American passengers who did not grow up in New York City, it’s kind of a throwback to the way they used to get to school…”
I wonder if they have a bus monitor.
..and singing:
99 bottles of locally sourced artisanal craft ale on the wall
99 bottles of locally sourced artisanal craft ale
You ask the curator to pass it around
99 bottles of locally sourced artisanal craft ale on the wall
” Field trips to the beach for people who think they’re reliving their high school years.”
They’re trying to relive a *revised* version of their school years — a version which doesn’t have them on the absolute bottom of the pecking order.
Plus what do they mean by “a throwback to the way they used to go to school?” These hillbillies are acting like taking a bus to school is a unique experience. For all of their cosmopolitan pretensions, they sure are provincial in terms of their worldview.
Of course, under normal circumstances, it would be a throwback to the way they used to HATE having to go to high school, while they were looking forward to being old enough to drive.
But since learning to drive was what all the naaasty bullies and popular kids did, I guess maybe they would prefer to do things this way.
Anything to glorify being a loser.
Even if they didn’t learn to drive, they still had to worry about being terrorized by those Anime club kids who didn’t have cars, or the juggalos who couldn’t afford them. A pic of ICP wearing Sailor Moon shirts = source of intense nightmares and flashbacks for the average hiptard.
WHY DONT THEY JUST GO AHEAD AND PACK AWAY THEIR URBAN ADVENTURE FIELD TRIP LUNCH IN A VINTAGE 1970s BIONIC WOMAN LUNCH BOX LIKE THE ONE IN THIS VIDEO?
That’s messed up.
*USUALLY* the sentimentality for ones childhood years ends no later than the age of 22. 24 Max. It’s normal to have a look back period when you’re a YOUNG adult because you are, in essence, accepting that it’s over and you’re in adulthood now. That wistfulness is normal. It’s NOT normal for someone to actually go around dressing as if they still are in that phase of their life ( carrying a childs lunchbox around or any other childhood accessories ).
I did get busted myself once ( once ) for wearing an odd necklace that I certainly wouldn’t pick out for myself. But it was a handmade birthday gift from my very young niece and I wear it when I know I’m going to see her. Maybe I’m wrong, but I see it is a little different than a grown up purposely buying kiddy clothes to wear.
I really don’t see a problem with anyone collecting anything from their childhood. I collect Hot Wheels, Matchbox cars, Johnny Lightnings and old lead soldiers. I have friends who collect trains and cameras. For the most part if you’re a savvy collector, your stuff will increase in value. And the fun is in the hunt not the acquisition.
What I do have issues with is when the person becomes the hobby. Like the Elvis collector
who spends his entire life dressing, acting and looking like the King. Or when people turn their entire houses into museums….and their vanity plates and clothes reflect their hobbies…or post stuff about it on You Tube.
I actually once saw a modelrailroad enthusiast (you know..the guy who can’t run their f**cking trains without wearing the caps, bandannas, etc) go psycho on a guy and nail him with a right cross because he referred to the trains as “toys”. These are the people that are beyond redemption.
So having said that, I don’t have a problem with collecting lunch boxes. But when you show up at the office with one. Then it’s time to take a step back and re-evaluate your life.
If we learned anything from “Jaws” it’s that we need to keep the beaches open, if you know what I mean.
These fuckers are the same midwesterners who are ruining surfing spots globally. One used to be able to get the f away from them here in NYC by going to off-the-beaten path places in Costa Rica. There was a tiny fishing village where you could stay at a cool little spot that had been there for ages, with local food, and where local tourists went. Now the beach is infested with “cool” spots for 21 to 30 year olds. Last Christmas there were a bunch of boys there from Williamsburg wearing the ironic t-shirts, their stupid hats, and demanding constant internet access so they could update their fucking facebook pages with pictures of the “surfing.” Don’t even get me started about how they can’t surf and they just get in the way of everyone els on the waves.
They infest the california beaches as well. We used to have these amazing spots up the coast on the way to Santa Barbara, quant little seaside villages, great seafood mom and pop joints, great waves…now guaranteed infested by fedoras and beards and ironic tshirts and the girls who talk loud so everyone can hear them…they take pictures of the waves, none of them even surf but sure do try to look cool when they stand around making snide remarks about the people actually out there surfing…it’s really disgusting and no one wants them there….fucking stupid, quit infesting our beach towns…
Pretty much sums up what I’ve been seeing lately, especially in the naval & immigrant city of SD. These shitstains come down from the Bay Area and Portland so they can bum around. I hear this crap from their own crusted mouths. Shame I have to be on my best behavior while out there and back here in NYC. Unless my superiors consider aggression towards hipsters as a civic duty.
I thought the surfers out west were territorial (i.e. locals vs non-locals) and pretty violent about it?
This is really surprising news to me. I haven’t lived in California for a while now but can tell you with 100% assurance that there was a time that ANY non-local ( typically ‘valley’ kids ) that attempted to barge a surf spot were very literally beaten and their cars vandalized. A lack of respect and not obeying the unwritten code of conduct in the lineup was considered a slap in the face challenge and it did not ever go unanswered. To say there was an intense territorialism in surfing is a monumental understatement.
But of course, these grown ‘men’ are such emaciated little babies their answer to every conflict is to ring up daddy’s lawyer.
“Your Honor, he hurt my clients FEELINGGGSSS”
My sister – the hipster earth mother from Jersey City just returned from Costa Rica.
Now I know why she went there.
It’s funny how they always want to “experience other cultures” yet when they visit a place that has a few less amenities than the Four Seasons, they start stamping their feet like little children.
Essentially, they pretty much turn their little encampment into a mobile version of Bedford Ave. They take photos of earthy locals, palm trees and a lizard or two and then run back to their suite to blog about it.
They’ll be out at the beach under their parasols or demanding that the city buld them “shade shelters”.
…and of course they’ll be wearing wool ski caps and scarves in the middle of august.
Yeah, you’re not total jackasses.
They were also the self-centered fucktards featured a few weeks back under a goddam parasol at a baseball game. Guess they went to the beach to relax after a hectic day of doing nothing.
Vintage Hipster Pics…I don’t see much difference between these folks and todays hipsters. I suspect the people in these pics smell better than their modern counterparts. They probably have jobs too.
http://www.retronaut.co/2012/07/extreme-daguerrotype-hair-styles-c-1850s-1870s/
The last dude is Frederick Douglass (definitely NOT a hiptard) and his hairstyle was more common than most would think (the same could be said about the hair of a few others in those pics). I see a world of difference between them and a hipster. A hipster has a hard enough time surving in pussified 2012, let alone wasting oxygen in the 1800s.
Better bathed, better groomed, and much better employed. If they went to school, they usually dropped out to work or they would get their asses beaten by everybody at every opportunity. Getting your picture taken was a VERY BIG deal; they dressed in their finest for the event. Not a single one wanted to be remembered for posterity as a shabby looking bum, unlike today’s slovenly resource suckers.
http://www.theonion.com/video/new-ad-urges-hipsters-to-go-to-applebees-ironicall,28721/
Pretty funny…
Normally I take walks from Mill Basin to Far rockaway for some exercise and you won’t believe how many times I almost get run over by hipster bikers than cars going to the belt. I swear these hipster piss me off. Taking the Q35 bus back cause they manage to find a way to come from prospect park or park slope to far rockaway by taking the 2 train to flatbush and taking the bus from there. I hear them say “Like Yah!! omg this part of the city you would never know it exist” pulling out their Iphone’s showing off, god I hate them. Its a matter of time before they start infuriating midwood, and mill basin. I can’t stand them.
http://www.nypost.com/p/entertainment/food/fashion_plates_make_us_twee_off_ZbIYv4IDZL2mCuGmgLfDuJ
Butthurt from the NY Post. Caramel chicken fingers?
I loved the butthurt over how this sort of extravagance is somehow justified for the “experience,” even if there’s no way for anything human to tell the difference between the high-end and low-end ingredients. I’m sorry, but the only way I’m paying $30 for a hamburger is if it gives me superpowers after I’m finished.
I don’t have a problem with a $30 burger if it’s triple or quadruple the size of a regular burger, and comes with a lot of bacon and cheese.
Now that’s reasonable, but even then. The most I’ve paid for a burger in my life was $18, and that was for one of those monstrous “eat it all, and we’ll pay you $50″ burgers. (In my case, I knew I wasn’t going to eat it all at one sitting. I was a broke writer at the time who had just gotten a check for a new article, though, and I figured that the one burger could feed me for a week. It did, too: the damn thing was the size of a manhole cover.)
I think the price is fairly reasonable under certain circumstances. For example I try to avoid steakhouses. The thought of having to pay for sides doesn’t necessarily piss me off. It’s the fact if I want hashbrowns with my 16oz. dry-aged steak, I have to pay 12 bucks for an order that feeds 4 people when the steak costs me 40 dollars. At the same time – some of the best burgers I ever ate were at steakhouses. Pricey – but big and good.
Along these lines some of the Italian chain places “do the family style shtick. So now I gotta pay 25 dollar for so-so spaghetti and meatballs and bring enough home to last a week?
Another example are places like the Cheesecake Factory. A single entree that costs them 3 bucks sells for 17 and is enough to feed an army. People say, “oh it’s not cheap but the give you so much. Well yeah – they’re selling 2.25 normal portions to every person. it’s like increasing your customer base by over 2X.
Finally – and this is a bit off topic – i can’t stand it when chain restaurants bastardize cuisines. italian is the worst. There’s a place in Princeton that touts itself as an authentic
tuscan trattoria.
The waitress comes over, signs her name on the paper table cloth with not one but THREE crayons. I look at the menu. Everything has cream sauce on it.
Then she brinks my drink, Finally she brings this ..thing that resembled an armadillo covered with stale dried herbs butter. it has a knife sticking out of it.
What’s that?
It’s FO-CATCH-EE-UH . The bread of authentic Tuscan Tractor-orias
Really?
(nods furiously) Hmmm HMM!
And can i just get a grilled salmon?
Oh no. you have to get it in a peppercorn, montery jack cheese sauce.
Lemme guess – just like in an authentic Tuscan Trattoria?
YES!! And it’s Tractor-ORIA…
Can I at least get plain pasta with garlic and olive oil?
No.
Because it’s not like they would serve in a Trattoria.
Tractor-ee-uh…
Well, young lady let me tell you something. First of all it’s Tratoria not “TRACTOR-EE-UH.
You’re wrong…
Second…
That’s not foccacia. It’s a leavened abomination. Focaccia is thin.
I..ummm..I’ll get the manager.
Finally I’ve spent a LOT of time in Italy. My family is from there. I know with a hundred percent certainty that Italian Trattorias do not have place mats with word searches
and connect the dots puzzles on them. They also don’t have bendy straws and servers
who write their names on the tablecoths in f**cking crayon…
Uhh..
Now…may i please speak to the manager?
..she BRINGS my drink..
Sorry
I sometimes wonder why New Jersey is so associated with Italians when a good portion of central and south Jersey might as well be Alabama when it comes to Italian food. My grandparents who were originally from Brooklyn always complained about the local bread in Ocean County.
“That’s not foccacia. It’s a leavened abomination.”
Fucking A! Right on target! You made my evening.
ROFLMAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That was great!
insistence on incorrect pronunciation – check
ignoring correction – check
dictatorial menu selections – check
It all reads like ‘authentic’ hipster to me…
“I think there is a lot of bogus upscaling that goes on.”
Kinda sums it all up.
Portland is the city of bogus upscaling – and where the “fast and cheap” has gone out of the food cart lexicon. $10 for ethnic food made by a beardo….no thanks. I’ll take the Thai, Polish, or Korean food made by actual Thais, Poles, and Koreans for $5 or 6, thank you.
This must be one of the only groups of society that is TOTALLY UNAWARE that there is a serious economic recession going on that is so bad, it’s already spoken of in historical terms! WTF is WRONG with them?!!! lol
The nitwit justifying his ‘hormone free’ meat and such, to justify his $25 burger served, would probably going into epileptic fits if he saw a real burger joint. I can eat lettuce any damned day. When I go out, sometimes I just want a humble chili cheeseburger. Hold the self-righteous disdain, thanks.
The city is building the first of several adult playgrounds.
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/07/01/nyregion/new-york-introduces-its-first-adult-playground.html?pagewanted=all
Now you could argue that it’s ok to have one that is dedicated to getting into better shape, but how long until hipsters start agitating for shuffleboard courts, little organic gardens and a chickenshack, Candyland playing tables, kickball areas and solar powered grills?
“…the $200,000 Bronx playground with 15 pieces of equipment”
“…said she had secured $250,000 in city money for the project”
Hold the fucking phone! They’re spending that kind of money for some welded-together pipe and tar??? Because the yups were whining again???? I want a piece of that action!
And you know the hipsters will never use that stuff; it’s just too much… exertion! THEY MIGHT PERSPIRE!!!! And the Boomers who turn out to play will need ALS standing by while they work out. Jeez!
What no changing station?
I don’t have a problem with this. Our local park has jogging paths with this sort of set up about every mile or so. It gets put to good use by everyone.
Let’s pary they don’t decide to add a “Duck Duck Goose” area.
I think you mean ‘Duck, Duck, Brooklyn’
“Imagine all the unwashed, quirky-tattooed, bearded, scallion-limbed, self-proclaimed artists on that bus at one time. Sickening.”
Sickening? Or maybe what Al-Quaida would refer to as a “tactical windfall”?
And when they get blown up it’s called “air pollution.”
Inevitable, if not reality already: hipsters nude beach, coming to a newsstand near you. They will have reinvented nudity.
Foodies are all for animal rights but the workers who process that food? Well fuck them:
http://www.salon.com/2012/07/19/do_foodies_care_about_workers/
Hey, that’s a really great point. It seriously magnifies the hypocrisy of the average hiptard who bleet endlessly about ‘rights’ of some kind or another but don’t have a freaking clue what they’re really saying. They just parrot stuff from adbusters, if they even still go to that site. It just occurred to me that ‘caring’ might be ‘…so, like, 2010 bro’. Nobody’s really into that trend anymore.”
I’d adore it to see the school bus take a sudden turn into the valleys and dump the kidults on a farm to do the work of migrant pickers for a month. OMG the wailing that would be heard around the world; the cries for retribution; the whining and honking of inflamed Mid-West naval cavities would probably attract flocks and flocks of Canadian geese.
What you say about hipster infestation of Rockaway is TRUE!!! I have some surfing HORROR STORIES about these kooks…and ive had hipster girls suck up to me being a local as they want a bungalow and think that im gonna be a conduit for their ambitions!!! lots more i couls say on this subject
to be continued..
What you say about hipster infestation of Rockaway is TRUE!!! I have some surfing HORROR STORIES about these kooks…and ive had hipster girls suck up to me being a local as they want a bungalow and think that im gonna be a conduit for their ambitions!!! lots more i couls say on this subject
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Looks like someone on the site has been a busy little boy..
http://brooklynpaper.com/stories/35/29/dtg_slopebikethief_2012_07_27_bk.html
They are doing the lords work. Shame they got caught, but leaving your phones number was not really smart.
The phone is probably either a pre-paid burner or an iPhone that the “perp” (hero?) stole from a drugged out hipster the night before. Either way, little chance of getting caught if you’re only stealing bicycle rims. Now if they start leaving their number behind at the scenes of grand thefts or arsons or murders, then the police might actually take the time to track the movement of the phone. But as we’ve seen many times before, most police are pretty unsympathetic to the art-fuck crowd and will write off these minor crimes as the cost of being stupid enough to chain your bike to a pole overnight.
See Friday’s Daily News Brooklyn section for yupster who complained to cops that their patrol car was blocking a bike lane in Prospect Park. He “meant no disrespect.” Of course not.
““Can I get my wheels back now?” she said.”
The wheels are being held as evidence. She can get them back in three years unless they get lost or mistakenly auctioned off. sorry…
Look at all those posts by people claiming to be from Brooklyn. Only elites have cars? Really? Holy shit, them lower income folks driving around in older cars aren’t really poor at all! Time to hit up my uncle in Sheepshead for a new car…
Last time I checked, Brooklyn was a helluva lotta land mass and not those tiny “nabes” of Williamsburg or Park Slope.
Like yah, water….
http://gothamist.com/2012/07/19/filtered_tap_water_cafe_molecule_no.php#photo-1
I hope that customers buy a LOT of this water, to help wash out the salty taste that the owner describes as “special grease”. I can see the hipster contingent chugging bottles, commenting “I’ve had that taste in my mouth before.”
Hipster takes a sip, smacks his lips, raises an eyebrow and looks around and says, “DAD?!?”
LOL! Brutal!
Excellent!
Homeopathic Frappucchino.
This is the entrepreneurial drive that Bloomberg claims will drive the city to success? Bullshit. All I see is more pretentious crap that will increase the cost of living and drive out all the hardworking people that makes this city tough as nails in any economic climate.
When someone’s business is exactly what you would expect to read in the Onion, there’s a real problem. How the fuck did this idiot hit up his parents for the startup cash? “Like yah, mom and dad. I want to start an artisanal water cafe. It’ll be so quirky and zany!”
This fuckwit is pretty close to my age. How the hell can you hit 30 and not be capable of realizing what a stupid fucking idea this is?
It is also black people on the beach…………they dont g-e-t the concept of cleaning up…
The focus of hostility on this blog is YOU hipster. You easily butthurt losers just can’t stand the idea of someone saying less-than-flattering things about you. Pussy.
Trust me, I’ve ruthlessly bashed the “trash” of my race online and PHYSICALLY for well over a decade. In much the same way this blog is a source of butthurt for you, the things I’ve said are a source of butthurt for internet black militants who, like you hipsters, are a bunch of pussies and mama’s boys who are out of touch with reality.
Like I said, I’ve dealt with the “trash” physically. When is the last time you (at a bare mininum) smacked the shit of some obnoxious “ratchet” fuck and “showed them what time it was”? I bet it was around the last time you actually stood up for yourself on the street — that is, NEVER. Go away pussyboy. This is D-I-E H-I-P-S-T-E-R.
Spic-spic-spic, spic-ity-itch! Actually have a look at the pictures of the trash in that Daily News article. They are McDonald’s soda cups. What demographics do you see when you walk into a McDonalds? Not hipsters. It’s the spics.
So if a bubba-fuck piece of shit biggot walks into a McDonalds, and the only people he sees at McDonalds are “spics”, doesn’t that also make the “spic” hating retarded half-wit a “spic” also?
Spic-spic-spic, spic-ity-itch! It was a figure of speech. You can simply see who’s inside a McDonalds if you look through the windows, without having to go inside and actually EAT in one like the spics do.
Look, I don’t care who the fuck you want to hate on, but at least know which demographic is at fault here. Soda-cup trash is SPIC-trash. It’s ALWAYS the SPICS that leave that shit behind. Most of you, who probably don’t even live in NYC, are clearly SPICS and SPIC defenders.
So called “spics” are 1,000,000,000,000 times better than hipsters. Hipsters personify worthlessness.
Ps. you say you don’t care who the fuck I hate on, but yet you come to a blog dedicated to hating hipters to spout off about “spics”. Could you not be more transparent? Especially when there are tons of racially oriented sites on the net? You’re simply a butthurt hipster (or some other species of beta-male douchebag) having a on-line tantrum. This is the only place you can SAFELY go at the people who have punked and humiliated you IRL.
Obviously it was a watermelon clearance sale…jk!
Be careful — self-righteous, hypocritical hiptards will reblog your comment and post a whiny, 3,000 word essay on how “racist” the readers of DH are.
Meanwhile making much worse racial remarks in the safety of their own groups.
Oh, of course. Hypocrisy is as much a part of hipsterdom as their smug attitudes and eyesore aesthetics.
On the plus side, the Rockaways are keeping the hipsters away from Coney. Although it might be too late. Bloomturd and Joe Sitt have thoroughly “malled” Coney to make it more bland and palatable to tourists.
Yes, I was hoping all of the hispanic familes on the beach at Coney would scare the Calebs away, but Caretaker Bloomy and Sitt have made it just midwestern suburban enough to lure the bearded freaks. I’m sure once the price of everything on the boardwalk is doubled, the stick figured staycationers will have their run of the place. Then, once it is nothing but one Buddy Holly glasses wearing pussy from flyover land after another, they will blog about it being ‘real Brooklyn’ Maybe they can get the Masturbation Brothers of Iowa to open up an artisanal chocolate stand with $15 snacks that only the hiptards would be sheepish enough to buy.
Funny – but possibly true. I go to coney often; to be honest, right now hipsters make up only about 2 % of who goes there at any given time if you really take a look around in my opinion. I can’t see it being infested anytime soon. I hope I’m fuckin right.
I hope so too. I really think that the Puerto Ricans who party on the boardwalk – without irony – are our best line of defense. ¡VIVA LAS BORICUAS! Thankfully Ruby’s still has its slightly seedy vibe, despite the “improvements”. And their prices have jumped up too much; just waiting to see if they’ll ever do buy-backs again.
Bloomberg. T minus 530 days and counting.
I was at the rockaways last week and they are definitely taking over……but its still pretty ghetto.
On the 4th of July, I overheard this by the McDonalds on St Marks Place and Third Ave in the East Village. 3 Crusty guys sitting in front (as usual in their “uniforms” and with an abused dog), talking to a standing Crusty girl. “Everyone’s at Tompkins Square Park. “ they said. The girl replied ‘I’m going to Coney island”. Be afraid. I mean, when you think about it, there’s really not a dime’s worth of difference between a Hipster and a Crusty except the Crusties are all junkies.
You guys have it all wrong. Look at the bottles. They are fucking soda bottles. Hipsters don’t drink soda. You should all know that already. It was the SPICS. You can tell a SPIC family left them. It’s the DUMB-in-a-cans, SPIC-o-ricans, and various ILLEGALS, with their overweight soda-guzzling diabetic children that are ruining the beach. Just look at how SPICS walk on the street. They’re ugly, fat, short, overweight, and they just plod along without any motivation in life. Sometimes they don’t even walk in a straight line. They block the way when you’re in a hurry, and there’s nothing you can do other than to push right through them calling them spic-spic-spics, spic-ity-itch. You know…some people actually have important things to do in their lives.
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“You know…some people actually have important things to do in their lives.”
And what’s that, going from coffee shop to coffee shop passing off your BO to others? Or pulling juvenile stunts that your people call “art?”
“They’re ugly, fat, short, overweight”
You’ve just described at least 25% of the female hiptard “Meghan” population over 30. All of that extra lard and they still have no curves. The other 70% are ugly, and “skinny fat”. That is, they may not weigh a whole lot, but their muscle tone is non-existent. “Doughy” would be the word to describe them. The remaining 5% range from OK to “above decent”. Kari Ferrell was part of that 5%. For the average DESPERATE hiptard simp/beta-male, she was as good as it got. I actually like her. She proved just how pathetic hipster beta males are. She jacked 60 grand from you pussies and most of you were lucky if you even got a glimpse of her titties. LOL!
You can spam “Spic” to your heart’s content, but it won’t change the fact that you and rest of your fellow beta male pussies are losers.
Tourette`s–its no fucking joke, asshole
Yeah, why bother with some hot Colombianas when Canklesaurus Rex is available.
Lil’ Ian, you really need to get back on the meds. Repeating yourself should, by now, indicate to you that this is the case. Call your doctor. Get the help you need, champ. You can do it. Go on now. Thassa good boy.
BTW, what was the Hispanic guy’s name that made you bite the pillow all night? Come on, you can tell us…
Stevie’s just jealous because Jose, the gay Puerto Rican ran off with Blondie, his little drummer boy (and because another “Spic” ran off with his redhead and she found out how big a real man should be).
Oh well, there’s still Matthew Silver’s rubber snake. I hear he looks really sexy on a Tuesday afternoon in the Central Park fountain in his tighty whiteys (after he strips off the white dress).
They love Ft. Tilden because 1. It’s dirty like the rest of the Rockaways, (unlike Long Beach in Long Island,) 2. It’s inconvenient to get to except by bicycle, (unlike the easily-reached-by-mass-transit Long Beach,) 3. It’s dangerous or gritty – no lifeguards, (unlike Long Beach.) I prefer Long Beach.
Yeah, Long Island has lots of really beautiful beaches, but I don’t really see them there. I guess it is out of the way for people who left their cars with their parents in Wisconsylvanicut.
I cannot believe the people that live there tolerate these morons. Someone needs to give them a good beat down, tip over there glasses of Sunny D infused with artisanal vodka, gawk at the fat assed cankle queens and see if the man child loser fag boys will say anything in response. No they are just too weak and frail to do anything except beat off to iPad yelp reviews. Die scum, go back to ohio, michigan etc.
they are a bunch of beach wreckers
“I was visiting Rockaways before it became Mainstream”
“I discovered Brooklyn before everyone moved here”
“I am from Brooklyn, look at my beard, and my shoes, and my tattoos, and my glasses”
“Look at Meeeee! Everybody look how gritty I am!”
Damnit, nobody likes these contaminated posers. Hipsters are parasites.
And right on cue:
http://www.nydailynews.com/new-york/queens/beach-replenishment-coming-rockaway-article-1.1118861
Good organic hipster composting opportunity.
Why so much hate? Yes, the hipsters are a little silly. But the intensity of the hating sounds to me like an echo of every adult generation in forever who hates on the youngsters. Don’t believe me? Have you forgotten the heaps of scorn dumped on the greasers? Then the greasers dumped on the hippies? Punks came next, skewered the hippies as phonies. Then it was all the bs about Generation X being lazy and coddled and self-centered and needing too much undeserved attention. Then it was the Generation Y being lazy and apathetic and not doing anything useful. Now it’s the hipsters and their fucking annoying fashions and tatoos and demanding too much attention and liking local artisanal stuff too much. I’m a red-blooded American in my 40′s and this seems a bit “been there, done that”. What this is, is hatred of the youth. The more things change, the more things stay the same. It’s a feature of American life that will never change. It’s why the revolution in the 60′s failed, why OWS (which was brilliant, by the way, and changed how we talk about money and power in this country) could only go so far. America insists on dividing itself endlessly along generational, class, and ethnic lines. We fight for our own little group and never stand together. That’s why you, the haters, are the real whiners. The hipsters aren’t worth the hate, I’m sorry. They’re just not that interesting. And I guarantee you this cycle of hating will repeat next generation. What you should be talking about is how the wealthy are getting it all and the rest of us are getting run out of town. But that’s a discussion that will never happen because it involves the class system, which according to America doesn’t exist. And that’s confusing anyway, so let’s just pick a target, say its evil, and throw stones until its dead. That should make us feel better for a little while.
True that hipsters come from well to do families ,from non coastal U.S. are desperate to be kool and try so hard at it .They have a golden spoon up their behind and have absolutely no style yet considered accepted and kool which I cannot understand.Mix match clothing ,large frame glasses ,goofy hats,yet kool ,Still dont get it ,but ok.Now as far as rockaway is concerned that low class beach front has absolutely nothing to offer accept Belle Harbour ,Neponsit,Bayswater ,west Lawrence and the rest of the Five Towns and Atlantic beach.Otherwise No places to dine ,cafes,theaters,Art galleries,shopping etc.The hipsters bring some of that to the urban decay called rockaway.Instead of the smell of a drunken low life you smell vegan food..Now bring the hipsters to Far Rockaway to get rid of the real low class element.