This picture sums up about 90% of the 21 – 40 year old hipsters that have moved to Brooklyn over the past decade or so. Spoiled to the core with absolutely no sense of what it’s like to fail. Back in Culdesacia, USA they would sit on the bench an entire season, on a losing team and still get a trophy and taken to Pizza Hut for a celebration bash. At an even younger age they would get a fresh batch of Rice Krispy treats made for them for either smearing their diaper shit all over their faces and the walls or making your average piece of 2nd grade art work and told they were going to be famous artists; you know – because of the struggling middle-upper class lives they led. Today in comparison, they are failing as artists, musicians, media-types, designers, artisanal chefs, small business owners, actors, etc. and yet they are being sent rent money from Mommy and Daddy as a reward which allows them to stay here and pussify, gentrify and culturally drain Brooklyn.
You know who these petri-dish rejects are? They are the Babies-on-Board from a generation ago: the very same sniveling hamsters who bought their grandparents the license plate frames warning other motorists–total strangers who are probably responsible, hard-working people–to “Drive Carefully: This is my Pop-Pop.” They are the product of a bubble-wrapped world that frantically anticipates where the next injury lies and intervenes for their safety, denying them the real-life experiences that temper real-life people. Frankly, I’m terrified to see what comes next as these enabled, pretentious quadruple hopped-up IPA sippers produce as they pair off and mate. Probably something akin to what the stick-figure family-on-the-back-of-the Honda Odyssey is working on in the suburbs right now. You know that Milwaukee t-shirted, self-centered dustbunny casually looking on while thinking that the world is admiring his red “tennies” was weaned on juice boxes.
I work with one of these androgynous stick figures. They aren’t men. They are polluting the male gene pool and the females who breed them are destroying our real men. This “guy” I work with sounds like a chick. He had his pants cuffed up like a girl would with jeans, over compensates by taking boxing classes, is so sensitive that I, as a Brooklyn girl, born and bred can verbally abuse him so badly he doesn’t even fight back like a real man would with witty banter. Which is exactly what we want when we as Brooklynites break balls. No sense of humor, tail between the legs, you took my marbles, poor me whiny pussy. I told him, “You know chicks wear their pants like that?”
I wounded him so deeply, awww, then I found out from the rest of my co-workers that they all think the same way. Our men are being pussified. These Megans and Kirstens are coming here and mating with our men and producing grundgy kids born with trophies in their mouths, me me me first attitudes and damaging self righteousness. Please, please, when will the pendulum swing the other way? Soon I hope. After these locusts have sucked out all of our culture, accent and way of life.
You’re not exaggerating. i work with one of these too. Has the skinny jeans, beardo, skinnier than a famine victim yet is over 6 feet tall, constantly shops at Whole Foods and of course, lives in New Brooklyn. i asked him where he’s from…he tells us “Wisconsin but I’ve been here 10 years so that makes me a New Yorker”…I waited for the just kidding but it never came so I had to correct.. The fuck it does…no fucking way does that make you a New Yorker.
Whenever I want to give an example of a hipster transplant “New York is being pussified by shithole hipsters from places like…hey where are you from again?”
“Wisconsin”
“Yeah…Wisconsin”
Fucking guy never fails to answer. How fucking stupid and clueless can you get?
I’m a born and bred New Yorker -accent and all- and I too wish these hipsters would disappear and give us back our city, but I take exception to ridiculing Whole Foods and healthy living/eating. Taking care of your health, eating well and exercising are not ‘sissy’. As the daughter of someone who never took care of her health, I know firsthand the horrorible consequences (yes horrors) that bad food can have on your health. Please don’t equate taking care of yourself as ‘not New York. You can’t be a tough guy (or gal) if you can barely walk or breathe, or have had both feet amputated because of diabetes. With that said, I really enjoy this site.
where did I ridicule Whole Foods and healthy living? I get lunch from there but I don’t shop there as a rule. Many hipsters will while sneering and looking down at say, a Pathmark. They think since Whole Foods is known to cater to their facade it’s better than the ghetto joints. Nevermind that they probably couldn’t tell organic from not in a blind taste test, which they’ve already proven more than sufficiently that the vast majority of people can’t. But they do have appearances to keep up…otherwise they don’t get invited to shitty art gallery openings and get kicked out of their shitty indie band.
And I believe it’s more exercise and all eugenic bullshit aside, genetics that determine one’s health far more than what they eat. They believe solely eating their organic, vegan, cruelty free fair trade crap is going to make them live to 100 with no further effort on their part…cause they sure as shit aint getting very much exercise riding a fixie at walking speed down the street.
Yes, QueensHatesHipsters, I agree 100%. I hate it when people move here and act like they are NYers. Umm, no. If you were not born and raised here you are a transplant. They wonder why we hate them? Because you are posers. Just admit that you are where you are from and have no claim to NYC. I passed by some hipster freaks where I live in Wburg yesterday and they were talking anxiously about all these stabbings and how scared they are. That’s why ya’ll are punks. You would have never survived in the real gritty NYC of the 1970′s to early 1990′s. Go back to where you came from.
BB wrote:
“I’m a born and bred New Yorker -accent and all- and I too wish these hipsters would disappear and give us back our city, but I take exception to ridiculing Whole Foods and healthy living/eating. Taking care of your health, eating well and exercising are not ‘sissy’. As the daughter of someone who never took care of her health, I know firsthand the horrorible consequences (yes horrors) that bad food can have on your health. Please don’t equate taking care of yourself as ‘not New York. You can’t be a tough guy (or gal) if you can barely walk or breathe, or have had both feet amputated because of diabetes. With that said, I really enjoy this site.”
Thank you for that comment, BB. Wise words right there.
Past that, i want to say that this blog, diehipster, is a whistle-blower website. This place is not a hate group. This is not a hateful website. It is, almost a support group. The content of anti-hipster sites is usually geared towards the negative, it sure is. Anti-hipster sites are definately angry websites, and they are for good reason. I have read some responders with an honest rage in them. And anger is a completely natural reaction to injustice. At the root and core of hipsters i see very poor people, and they are spiritually stunted and deformed. But, I also have met plenty enough “real New Yorkers” who are downright rotten and blackened souls. Being born and raised in new york city does not matter in my book. And also consider that when a person grows up in suburbs and then moves to NYC, they experience more then just culture shock. It is like graduating from tea ball into the big leagues overnight, it tramatizes. So they do what inner city kids do, they join gangs, and, hipsters operate a lot like a cult or a massive clique. Hipsters remind me of the largest clique ever. In nyc, they are holding on for dear life and having a free ride is not enough life skills for adapting to the big apple. Its a big transition. I am not justifying their behavior. I think hipsters need to be irradicated, or, real New Yorkers should just have an exodus of people. Many already have, and in my opinion many would be better of if they can. Ethnic families in nyc are relocating to places like Florida, Georgia, and North Carolina. So I see city people are moving to the suburbs! And the “ironic” thing is that the main reason why suburbs are boring is because it lacks diversity. The modern houses that hipsters gripe about being “cookie cutters” are new, spacious, in great shape, no post war buildings that are sick with mold and cockroaches, drugs and thugs. I like cookie cutters. After i have been a resident in multiple cities around the world, including Brooklyn, I like clean and healthy. And some new yorkers adapt to it just fine and find that the grass really is greener on the other side.
“Taking care of your health, eating well and exercising are not ‘sissy’.”
Yeah, Twix-bars wrapped in salted meat, $15 chocolate bars, endless consumption of booze and cigarettes, breastmilk cheese, heroin, cupcakes, toxic rooftop vegtables…. and the avoidance of physical labor or activity (kickball games and water balloon fights don’t count) sure seems like a healthy lifestyle to me. Have you seen how UN-HEALTHY these doughy, no-muscle-tone mutants look?
Then there’s the bbq’d rat on stick we had to hear about.
Hipsters: Ridiculing you for eating a Big Mac as they light up an American Spirit.
Dear Queenshateshipsters,
Yes, I am not exaggerating, it is the God’s honest truth. They are not real men. They are these overly sensitive, scruffy, my barber died and lost my only razor, no muscle tone over estrogenated chick-men. Men should sound like men! You should not say “like” 47 times in a sentence. They are Valley man-girls with those stupid pork pie hats, wearing their ugly girlfriend’s dirty jeans. They f**king enrage me the way they have invaded Brooklyn and when they hear my accent they have the nerve to look down their noses at me. I have a Brooklyn accent, not a Wismichowa accent. You’re in my sandbox futher mucker!
Sorry, I am really pissed about this. I am so sick of it. I get to vent on this site.
I’d like to drop them in pre-Giuliani Coney Island at 1am in the middle of the summer wearing nothing but their stupid ski hats! Or better yet, late 1970 Prospect Park! A Brooklyn girl can dream can’t she? Thank you DH for allowing my anger to be let out!!
Pre Giuliani Coney? Nah Coney is still crime ridden after dark. There’s shit that goes on there that would make these twatwaffles all want to run back to their Mommies. I hear about it almost on a daily basis but Emporer Bloomie likes to bury it so he can continue this illusion of an elite crime free city that all the rich and famous want to flock to. It may be a little better than the 80′s but not much.
It’s not just in Brooklyn. Here’s a bunch of German girly-men from Hamburg who think they’re cool or something.
Seriously, why do German guys even pretend they’re not gay?
Ugh, don’t get me started on those types. They believe the world can be a very safe place with little to no violence if we try, and of course blame America and Americans in the process. Meanwhile they ignore the problems that their union is also going through, even when it comes to education. Open minded my ass, they’re so ignorant that different countries contain different cultures that may go against their way of thinking.
Don’t bash us Germans, pal. Believe me, we fight pretty much the same fight against Hipsters from Schwaben, which is the “German Wisconsin”. On top of that, the evil himself must have sent down these typical German Öko (ecological) Fuckers, wearing those outdoor sandals, driving by these lying typed bicycles, wearing a helmet, working as german language teacher.
Something, like that:
http://michael-wuehlmaus01.beepworld.de/fiete.htm
He even gave his bike (if you like to call that piece of shit a bike) a name: „Fiete“. No that is not the name for the type of bike, not even the manufacturers model name, it is the name for “his” bike. Now, when have you guys given your bike a name the last time?
Show us Germans some empathy, please.
Mach dir kein Sorgen Hans!
Coming from somebody who squatted in Kreuzberg 61 in the 80s (back when Einsturzende Neubauten were starting up – I learned German from “Werner – Alles Klar”), I feel your pain. I still visit Berlin periodically and I find it sad all the scheisse that’s gone down there in the last 5 years or so. Berlin used to be a great place to hang out, live cheap and party. Plus there were always plenty of young female “artistes” who love to party (if you get my drift).
The last few times I went there, the place has gotten totally taken over by generation inheritance Schwaben and rich Spanish and Italian kids, and the old charm of the place has disappeared. There’s not even a decent bar to hang out in anymore without being surrounded by fashion posers everywhere.
Like in NYC, they’re all pushing 30 or 40 with no job plans in sight. And they don’t even look at you anymore. They just want to hang out with their own, put up the rents and totally mock the locals for their funny habits (ie non-millionaire stuff like wearing slightly worn clothes non-ironically). I fucking can’t stand them. Their art and music is crap and (despite Berlin having the densest bike-lane network on the planet) they cycle everywhere except in the bike lanes.
Is anywhere on the planet still safe from these fuckups?
Sorry, not bashing Germans. Hipsterfied Europeans is what I’m bashing. Like hipsters elsewhere, they believe their shit don’t stink.
Or as we would call them in Pittsburgh, a flood-pants wearer who can’t take jagging (= breaking balls).
When I played youth sports, you got ice cream if you won, but NOT if you lost. You got a trophy if your team won the championship or you made the all-star team – but not if you didn’t. (You did get hot dogs and pop at the league picnic, though.)
In my school, you got ribbons for placing in events on our annual field day, and nothing if you didn’t. One year, one of the teachers was teaching the metric system, and you got scrip in “millis” or “centis” for grades – and if you got a D or F, no millis.
Oh, one more thing…I am spreading the word about this site and people are loving it. Thanks for a place to vent. Also, if anybody wants to see another cool site, go to “I love being a kid in Flatbush.”
It’s not just for Flatbush, its for all Brooklynites. Take a look, its fun and the people on the site are there just to remember the great things about Brooklyn past and present.
I walked past the New York Academy of Art this morning, and you should have seen the fucking collection of oxygen thieves camped out in front – every male a beta male with the beard, skinny jeans, cigarettes hand rolled with cruelty free paper, the black Chuck Taylors (which was a cool look in punk and the hipsters have done the impossible by making them uncool), as pale and frail as Jasper from the subway post the other day, massive rimmed glasses, all with attention whoring shirts, and not a single thing sounding anything close to a NY accent coming out of the kazoo pitched conversations; and I stood in front flipping through my paper for a good 5 minutes to try to hear what nonsense they were spewing, and not a single one had an accent that would put them growing up anywhere in NYC or the immediate surrounding area. The females – every single one with the tattoo sleeve, Zooey Deschanel bangs, and some more Buddy Holly glasses.
Anyhow, the reason I mention this is that as I was walking down the block with my cruelty filled, non organic cup of unfair trade coffee from the corner deli served by a non-bearded, non-barista hispanic immigrant, what should I see on the mailbox on West Broadway & Franklin, a few steps from the Art school? Yep, cupcake graffiti. This is pretty convincing proof to me that the cupcake tags are indeed coming from transplant hipster, talentless wannabe artists. Gonna snap a photo of it as soon as all the Calebs and Mollys are in their school building; I do not want them thinking they are getting props for their tag by seeing someone photo it.
Please hipsters, if you are reading this – and we all know you fauxhemians are lurking – do us all a favor and go home before you destroy any more of New York.
We need to start doing anti-cupcake graffiti…cupcake in the circle with the line thru it.
CUPCAKE GRAF?
WHAT A BUNCH OF PATHETIC TRANSPLANT PIECE OF SHIT TRY HARDS.
I remember reading about how the New York accent makes someone sound unintelligent and that we should strive to get away from that tone. Those douchenuggets should really shut the fuck up. The New York tone sounds much better than nasal honk and homogenous whitebread speak.
The New York accent sounds like home to me. I never hear it in Williamsburg anymore. All I hear now is that flat, high throated, nasally, spoiled suburban child voice.
New York born and bred. I exhibit my accent with pride! Fsck everybody who’s intimidated by it.
The paper version said she went walking her dog and forgot to lock her door. You forget to lock your door if you live in some flyover state in a town with 30 people and they’re all related. You don’t “forget” to lock your door in Williamsburg.
Of course all her icrap was stolen.
http://www.nydailynews.com/new-york/i-got-article-1.1134153
“A 17-year-old and his grandmother’s boyfriend were busted for burglarizing…” Wait… WHAT?
Wow, burgled by a juvenile and a geriatric. Way to go hipsters.
Not surprising since little girls snatch their iPhones right out of their hands in broad daylight. Fucking pussies.
The photo even featured the signature heavy-framed glasses! She’s an idiot.
I got an app too – it’s called “Fuck My iPhone.”
Bitch had half a brain she’d'a let them keep that overpriced piece of crap. And before anybody gets all smart & lippy by sayin’ that she gets the phone for free with her contract, it’s her 6 gig, unlimited everything contract that I’m talkin’ about as being overpriced. App-Hole – an alarmingly imperfect technology foisted upon a clueless public at an outrageous monthly tarriff. Damn good thing bitch’s got a draw on The Bank of Mom ‘n’ Dad or she’d be up the Gowanus without a sustainably-raised artisinal paddle from tryin’ to pay for the motherfucker and its corporate siblings.
It kills me how these good for nothings get so offended when they get robbed. As if the theives should totally, like yeah, recognize they are here to make Brooklyn better for like everyone! Kiss my Brooklyn born Puerto Rican ass!!!!
Call me selfish, but I’m glad these creatures are so useless. It means my viability in the workforce is maintained.
It also means your viability in the gene pool is assured.
Nah, they let anybody breed these days. I don’t see hipsters being able to maintain their kids without their own parents once they are gone, though. Still, I cringe at the thought of how much damage all that spoiling will do to hipster kids before their adult toddler parents are snatched out from under the magical mom umbrella that allows for staycations in exotic locales, expensive apartments, and a rampaging sense of entitlement.
You never know, hipster spawn may rebel by being responsible, productive people. Well, I can dream, can’t I?
Oh, I have a story about that. I was volunteering in our local museum over the weekend, and this weekend hosted a big “Discovery Days” event. The vast majority of the attendees were great folks, but you got the occasional piece of work that shoved in. The best one was an absolute clone of the Milwaukee Represents hipster displayed here a few days ago. The same goofy Morrissey haircut. The same immaculately coiffed beard to make it look as if he just hadn’t bothered to shave in a week. The same chinless “I have a small turd under my nose” sneer aimed at everyone who dared get in his way. Oh, and not only was he wearing the same uniform ironic T-shirt and surfing jams, but he had blue trainers on instead of red. Robin’s-egg blue trainers, loud enough that they hurt your eyes. He definitely wasn’t going for subtlety: you could tell he lived for people commenting on those shoes.
That wasn’t the best part. He had apparently found some late-bloomer willing to put up with him, and they’d spawned. He was pushing one of those ridiculous tandem strollers, with two toddlers in it, and he was fussing at anyone who dared to stop or even slow down around it. This wasn’t a concern over “please don’t sit on my kid.” This was “You’d better give me special attention because I’ve reproduced.” Honking and braying the whole way through, like a boy band star in his late thirties, expecting that the universe would stop for him because he had two babies with him. He wasn’t even insisting that people pay attention to his kids, the way a lot of parents will do. He was using his kids both as a wedge to get what he wanted, and using them as a shield in case anyone told him to fuck himself. The whole time he rolled past, though, it was one big cry of “Look at MEEEEEEEEE!”
What was funny was seeing his obviously long-suffering wife. She was loaded down with diaper bags and other crap, and she was staring daggers at the back of his head. I think she’d hit saturation with him already, and I bet that she was working two jobs so he could be free to apply for the absolute perfect graphic designer job. If she’d had a gun, I’d have also bet that after the third time he lunged with his stroller to cut off a woman in a wheelchair from getting across the aisle, she’d have splattered funemployed hipster brains all over the hallway. I didn’t know her story, but I could see her future: hanging on another four years, waiting until Hummus felt that being a father was hurting him as an artist, divorcing his lame ass, and marrying someone who looked at her and her kids as something other than a fashion accessory.
The really sad part of it all? I could tell that her worst fear about leaving his ass wasn’t just that he’d have visitation rights, and would therefore nag and nuhdz her about what a terrible decision she’d made for the rest of her life. It was that not only would she have to pay for the divorce, but he’d demand all sorts of concessions in exhange for her getting custody. Not that he’d want the kids, but who could pass up the opportunity to get an allowance after his parents finally cut him off?
Reminds me of the quote (mine’s sorta paraphrased) from Zappa’s autobio, about yuppies, the scourge back then:
“Look at it! We FUCKED, and this came out! Isn’t it wonderful? Junior, why don’t you get your violin and show them what you learned in Suzuki class?”
Man, did Frank call it.
I haven’t been so happy to discover the written word since I read “The Old Man and the Sea.” This website is my new therapy.
I’m a third generation Montauk local… and up until stumbling upon this site, I actually believed that everyone from Brooklyn was an androgynous douche, shrouded in a man-scarf. Imagine my surprise that I am not alone in this thinking, and the words that echo my sentiments are coming from Brooklyn!
These bearded Nancy men have been infiltrating my town for several years now… the funky old beach bars are being purchased, gutted, sheathed in a facade of pretentiousness and renamed vague single words… “Swallow?”… really?
You true Brooklynites are killing me with your stories… but you don’t know what a full-fledged douche chill feels like until you see a guy in a fedora on a stand up paddle board.
Greetings from East London, which has a bad hipster infestation,
I am truly very sorry to hear about Montauk’s problems with hipsters. I visited the place some years ago, and I rather liked it.
Is Montauk’s town council doing anything to address the issue? I, and I’m sure others, would be interested in hearing about it.
Business owners are waging their own prostests. Montauk is the last uncontaminated spot on Long Island’s east end, a natural, unpretentious place to live and vacation. But these tumors have spoiled the party.
No way! Are you serious? He was really wearing a fedoucha?
I’ve noticed that a lot of these Hipsters are racists, hiding behind “liberal” catch phrases and their dopey Hipster uniforms, which are supposed to signal some sort of progressive approach towards life?
They like to SEE “ethnic minorities” floating around in the background, but they don’t want to have to actually talk to them…too scary and awkward.
They are also almost entirely apolitical. I bet it would take you an hour of talking to Hipsters to find one that knows who their state rep is.
Fucking phonies
That is the good thing about this site as it shows just how very racist many hipsters actually are as well as the segregation and exclusion of others that they practice. As a result, the site also shows appreciation for ethnic diversity not only in New York City, but in other parts of the world.
These hipsters talk about having a gritty urban experience and “buying local”, yet they go out of their way to avoid a bodega or a local shop that has been there for a number of years. I mean, God forbid that they should ever have to speak to a black or Hispanic person.
THAT is exactly it! That is what annoys me so much. We live in a city with every signle fucking ethnicity under the sun when it comes to things like food and stuff. Oh hells no, they will not go to a REAL chinatown, instead they will open up a chinese food restaurant that is run, made, and patroned by nothing but out of state molly and ethans. wtf? you KNOW they’ve only been here less than a year and a year ago they were surviving on fruit roll-ups in their lunchbox. What do they have to bring to the table when it comes to ethnic food? NOTHING!
*rob*
Amen.
The other day I was almost run over by a raging hipster in a U-Haul van. I was crossing the street when this van comes barreling around the corner going down an up block. He starts honking and screaming at me for being in his way. I turned around and saw that he was a raging lunatic glaring at me wearing an ironic trucker hat. I guess he was so excited to start his life as an individual in New Brook-land. Unfortunately he had his widows closed. I yelled back and said “You are going the wrong way asshole!” He didn’t even stop but continued on. There was couple walking up the block. They jumped into the middle of the street and told him he was going the wrong way. Finally he stopped then made a U turn. As he passed me he didn’t even look my way. If I didn’t have bad knees I would have jumped on the roof of the van and and I would have ridden him back to the Ozarks!
“Hipsters are racists, hiding behind…their dopey Hipster uniforms.”
Do you wear a uniform, “Boston Mike”? You know, one that differentiates you and your friends from the evil hipsters? Do you and all your friends dress alike? Let me guess…Red Sox jersey, baggy jeans and non-hipster athletic shoes, baseball cap on backward? Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying YOU are a phony, dressed in your non-hipster uniform, the one you and your friends approve of.
You fucking racist, interloping piece of shit.
Well, Yo Daddy wasn’t interested, but this gentleman took up our offer of a fresh, cruelty-free, artisanal, newly curated this morning, whine about jocks.
Clearly I’ve struck a nerve with you…are you a racist phony conformist who infests cities like cockroaches? Go gentrify yourself
For every hipster reply on these messageboards, I will beat 1 hipster woman with my hands. Keep it up Mongo
Are you happy, Schlongo? Did you finally get all your anger at the real, working world out now? C’mon, dickless; what else you got? It’s been almost 24 hours and you haven’t come back at any of your denegrators here on the board. Too busy hiding behind the Village Voice and a latte? Pussy.
I wouldn’t quiz them on politics or their state reps. They will just end up on a rant about the system and sprinkle on conspiracy theories and other shit.
Those hipsters interning film studios are good at showing their hipster racism when it comes to casting suggestions. You’d think New York was just one big pale city. Don’t get me started on their “culinary expertise.”
The real deal, especially where NYC is concerned, is what “I Miss the Old NYC” pointed out….there are MEGA cops patrolling hipster zones and newly gentrified hipster/yuppie zones. It’s one thing and one thing only…PROTECTING INVESTMENTS. Not for the sake of humanity, but for profit. These jackoffs are all occupants of the wack ass condos and customers of cyber coffee shops and bars.
In 2004 the courts gave all the green lights and go aheads to developers to go nuts and build. As we’ve all seen, they did just that. They’ve crammed ugly pieces of shit in every lot from Bed-Stuy to Greenpoint to Avenue C to Hell’s Kitchen to Harlem. I witnessed this first hand working in construction during that period. Why the out of place lame designs? Ask the hipsters and Eurotrash that designed them. They wanted to be “kooky” I guess. That’s another rant all together.
Back to the point…..the cops posted up on every corner is to protect the investments aka “hipster transplant limp sissy men and OMG girls”. They will pay any rent and have parental backing for life. It’s weird how no midwest or suburban dudes that lift weights, want to do real labor or have pride in being independent from their folks come to Brooklyn. It’s mainly the clowns we see everyday. The angel hair pasta arms and legs idiots with tattoos of a toaster oven, a chipmunk or a bike wrench. The Halloween every day of the year people. The hangout with 20 new pals in the park and at newly discovered Fort Tilden dunes people. Yeah you guessed it….the hipsters and their transplant affiliates.
The cops are there to protect them because they are “CASH COWS”. They pay for all the gentrification. They fill in the condos and they fill in the old rundown hoods that are now revamped to be some pseudo art zone. I checked out Bushwick Open Studios and it was appalling. Maybe 10% of what I saw was quality or showed true passion and skill. The rest was pure trash. Talentless nobodies dressing up and playing the role.
ATTENTION JERKOFFS: YOU CAN’T FAKE TRUE SKILLS AND CRAFTSMANSHIP!!!! IT’S NOT FOR SALE! YOU GOTTA LEARN IT, EARN IT AND ACHIEVE IT!!!!!
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This was posted day before yesterday. I think it needs to be posted again and again and again…
“It’s weird how no midwest or suburban dudes that lift weights, want to do real labor or have pride in being independent from their folks come to Brooklyn.”
Hey, I’m a midwestern dude (I guess Pittsburgh could be considered Northeast, but it’s really taken on Midwestern qualities due to it’s location in between the NE, MW, and South) who grew up in the burbs and I lift weights and work out regularly and want to do real labor and take pride in being independent from my Parents and I just moved to Brooklyn! I wouldn’t consider myself a jock, but I wouldn’t consider myself a nerd either. I’m just some guy who likes art, music, fashion, sports, and culture in general. I moved here because there were OPPORTUNITIEs to be had here that weren’t in Pittsburgh (as much as I loved the place I had to get out of there) and I enjoy the diversity and culture of Brooklyn and New York in general. Not all of us are art school rejects.
http://www.nypost.com/p/news/local/manhattan/city_kos_good_vibrations_Rtc8Up7hrIGqlC63E3J1fK?utm_medium=rss&utm_content=Manhattan
If you want my vibrator, you’ll have to pull it out of my cold dead twat.
(Score another notch for that literary masterpiece “Girls”).
So, a somewhat random question, but I wanted to ask it before this thread gets too long. I get and love most of the characteristics that are pointed out to make fun of hipsters (i.e thick framed glasses, fashion based around “irony”, ugly beards, fedoras, malnourished (if male) or doughey (if female) physique), but the “like yah” thing is new to me. What is the inflection of the “like yah”? I’ve regrettably been in Silverlake more times than I care to mention, and i don’t think I’ve really heard that phrase. Is there some kind of example on youtube someone could provide? Just curious.
We already posted a youtube example on here a few years back.
It was of one of the weather bimbos on WCBS who is originally from the midwest and she must have said “Yah!” 5 times on camera in less than 30 seconds.
Unfortunately the clip has already been removed due to copyright infringement.
Oh. I’ve only been following this site for a week. Bummer.
In new York we say “yeah” as opposed to “yah”. And then some these hipsters say it ninety times a conversation.
“Yah” is the upper midwestern accent giveaway. I live in a hipster-infested college town in the South, and it’s made some inroads even down here.
Like the “yah”s in that movie Fargo?
Yah. I mean, yeah.
I’m a native Chicagoan who went to college in Northern Wisconsin in the early ’70s. The natives back then would say “yah” the way Germans say “ja” instead of “yeah” – and when a group of us wanted to fuck with one of the rich townies who attended our school we’d ask ‘em a question that we knew they’d answer with a “ja,” Then we’d reply with “Ja, JA, JAWOHL!” in our best Sgt. Schultz. That’d piss ‘em off big time. They flatten the shit outta all their vowels – they’d call a 6-pack a “hahn-dee-pahk,” shit like that, and we’d make fun of almost everything they’d say. These college-educated (and therefore far better off financially than most Northern Wisconsinites) assholes are probably the parents of the current crop of upper-Midwestern hipsters we’ve come to know and hate in every corner of the country. Sorry, man; maybe if we hadn’t fucked them around so much back then they wouldn’t have sicced their lame-ass offspring on Brooklyn.
I think I found something about hipsters that doesn’t suck. I never see them littering. Maybe I’m mistaken, though.
They’ve littered our neighborhoods and our streets with their presence.
I don’t know about up there, but after the local “occupy” protests (of which there were plenty of hipsters), the area was trashed.
They litter outside of their neighborhoods (subtly), pick their shoes and brush it off in front of people on the subway or in dining areas. They’re worse when they’re full of PBR.
Everytime a hipster is attacked, his blood litters the street. Fail. Try again
WRONG. My neighborhood (Williamsburg) is FILLED with trash, [coffee cups, water bottles, discarded food, food wrappers, food containers from that stupid food festival-Smorgasburgh, cigarette butts, beer bottles, booze bottles, glasses taken from bars and clubs and left on the sidewalks] AND not to mention the mountains of disgusting street ‘art’, dumb ass stickers, posters, flyers, and illegally-parked bicycles everywhere.
Yes, neighbor. They are fucking pigs. As dirty as they keep themselves is as dirty as they are outside.
I’ve lived next to hipsters…have you ever seen the aftermath of a hipster party?
I remember one place…when the dudes that lived next to me moved out, there were holes punched in walls, graffiti tags all over the place, broken windows, beer bottles all over the place, and it smelled like death. Before, it just looked like a heroin flophouse.
I guess I’m the only native NYer in my apartment complex that doesn’t litter. There are no hipsters in my building and my neighbors throw their garbage out the window like it was still Gangs of New York times over here. I didn’t have this problem when I lived around hipsters, even though they sucked way more in other ways. I just needed to vent.
They used to do that on the Southside, and probably still do. Hell, the dead end street down the block from me was a universal dumping ground for decades. Trucks would pull up and leave mountains of all kinds of trash. Sometimes, they’d just leave the truck itself to rot there. Also, growing up in Spanish Harlem, some people would just throw it into the backyard and it would pile up for weeks, months until the landlord would be forced to clean it up. And then it would start all over again.
Still, call me sentimental, but I miss the town the way it was.
DH posted a few weeks ago how theyre shitting up the Rockaways with their garbage. I may just take a trip out there so I can berate their nasty asses. Filthy animals!
There was an article recently about hipster partiers littering all over Rockaway Beach.
I agree with the racist part very much. Not only to minorities but they feel so superior to the ethnic groups of the city that they feel that they shouldn’t even be associated with them. I feel that the off springs to these hipsters and yuppies is going to lead to the harassment to the hisidac group in williamsburg. I mean come on!!! I was on my way from work today a guy of a minority sat next to a Caleb, so the black guy took out his phone from his back pocket, and then Caleb check his back pocket to make sure his phone or whatever was there. Like seriously these transplants are closet racist people.
Update from the field: my partner and i brought in a passed out pissed on herself like yah last night. In comes our sister unit with a like yah from a state just south of where im from. She is crying because they dragged her to the ER. Mind you she almost face planted herself on scene. The woman on our sister unit is a hefty woman indeed. But staypuft marshmellow girl went from attacking my friend/fellow emts weight in a snarky fashion to trying to “fight” them. Now most of you know i despise what people from my section of the country have done to your city. Anyways she was having her temper tanrum. Crying! Snorting and everything. A grown ass woman. All of a sudden she starts the short breaths between sobs and says “i miss my mommy and daddy ” over and over. Im glad to say my fellow ems started clapping when i stroked and said “hey gentrifier! Shut up! Put your big girl panties on! Welcome to the “big bad city”, youre crying! Bloomberg is babysitting you! If we were back home you wouldnt be in a nice air conditioned hospital! Youd be in the poke!” She starts crying harder and lamenting mom and dad again…my final words were this “you cant handle it? Go home! Please. Stop ruining this city for the people that grew up here and the people who WANT to be here….you should be in jail! Cryin ass bitch!”. But honestly! How are you going to cry like that and cry for mom and dad like youre 4 and lost in the mall? She wasnt even in trouble! She just was going to sober up so she wouldnt get hit by a cab.
BRAVO! The sad part is blimpy-bitch will prolly write you up if she remembers. Sad state of affairs, it is – I sincerely hope she was so addled she draws a blank.
It’s Sunday in Williamsburg, and like every weekend I am praying for rain so that it might wash all the scummy hipsters off my street. But the sun is out and the hordes are probably already putting on their costumes and getting ready to overrun the neighborhood.
Nah. Its sunday. The dont get up until 2.
So true. That’s why I like to walk my dogs early in the morning to avoid the lamentably be-hatted, tattooed mobs.
How true. It’s sad that I always pray for rain so that the stupid flea market shit on Kent Ave is empty. The flea market I remember was Roosevelt field mall bitches, back in the 1980′s. But you hipster freaks didn’t have the balls to move to NYC before Guliani locked up all our minorities and lower income ppl for no reason to make NYC “safe” for mid-western trustafarian hippie trash.
i once dated a girl who did horse jumping as a kid and lost at a meet. instead of letter her learn about failure, her parents went out and bought her a bigger trophy than what she would’ve gotten if she’d won first place.
Dudes, I went to SUNY Albany to get a good education in Econ and shit and when I got back to Brooklyn I couldn’t get a good accounting job because of the FUCKING HIPSTERS stealing all the good jobs and raising the rents and skewing the accounting marketplace with their ARTISANAL MAYONNAISE schemes, making it impossible for a certified CPA to function in the PLACE WHERE THEY WERE BORN!! I want to smash their woolly, bearded heads with a cinder block but I know that’s wrong so I just want to vent on a site where people respect my pathetic rage, thanks. Go Mets!
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Dude I will and don’t even get me started on those hipster spics with they’re Mexican “Salsa” shit and they’re low riders and shit they are hipsters to dont you forget it even thought they are poor brown people it doesn’t meen thay are not hipsters to they are driving up the rents with 15 or 20 people living in the same apart ment that ARE ment to be to family homes. An dont get me started on they’re hot doughters.
Wow, typical hiptard. Of course the following message tells a person where you’re really coming from:
http://diehipster.wordpress.com/2010/06/28/pseudo-seinfeld-2010-brooklyn-style-but-not-really/:
“So, you guys are all heckling some people from LA that have chosen to stay in LA?
Shouldn’t you be rewarding this behavior? Isn’t that what this site is all about – white people not moving to New York?”
If I had been posting back then, I would’ve addressed that bullshit.
A hipster will NEVER admit that the reason behind “hipster hate” just may be himself. To do so would would require the hiptard to accept personal responsibility. We all know that will never happen. No, it’s easier to blame someone or something else. In your case it’s “something else”, and that something else is “anti-white” sentiment.
This is a less used hiptard deflection tactic. Edguy the cinematographer hinted at the possibility of DH being “anti-White” on his blog. LOL! Hipsters use this deflection when they realize they aren’t dealing exclusively with White males and have no argument to begin with. What’s ironic is that if everyone on DH were ethnic White males (Poles, Italians, Albanians, Irish, and so on), that same hipster will hypocritically wrap himself in the cloak of political correctness and tolerance while calling his detractors everything from Klansmen to Neo-nazis. I guess if you can’t successfully accuse someone of being racist, accuse them of being a reverse-racist. Wow, that hipster “anti-logic” is something else.
No one would have a problem with REAL White People moving to NYC. REAL White transplants would have quite a bit in common with native ethnic Whites. They wouldn’t be raising the rent and cost of living by paying $2,000 to live in a furnished walk-in closet (something only MORONS do).
REAL White people have enough common sense not to walk around a high-crime area at O’dark-thrity in the morning yapping away on a shiny, brand new iPhone. They also have enough common sense to lock their doors. REAL White people have common sense. REAL White people don’t like you.
Yes, they get all the good jobs. There was a time when the Brooklyn cultural institutions mostly employed local citizens. Now they are all filled with mid-westerners. I overheard a conversation once of an employee, I shall call her Zoey, and a visitor. The visitor asked a question (I can’t quite remember what) about something. She had a look on her face like a deer caught in the headlights. She clearly did not know her Brooklyn history. Are you kidding me? Also, they just hate it when you know more than they do. That’s why they call us Natives, duh! Go Mets, next year. Sob, Sob!
I can tell you who else needs a Brooklyn Beating:
ALL YOU FUCKING IDIOTS WHO WERE FOLLOWING THE NYPD WHEN THEY WERE CHASING A KNIFE-WIELDING DRUG DEALER IN TIMES SQUARE.
WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE? JUNIOR JOURNALISTS? WHAT DID YOU THINK YOU WERE GOING TO RECORD FOR POSTERITY? “POLICE BRUTALITY”? TAKE A FUCKING HIKE ALL OF YOU!
End rant.
Amen!! I’m so glad you brought that up!! I was watching the news last night and was appalled by the stupidity (although I know I shouldn’t be) of the idiots following the cops as they pursued a suspect. Frankly, each and every one of them should have been issued a summons for obstructing justice or something like that. I swear to Christ, nowadays every fucktard with an iPhone thinks he or she is a photojournalist.
It isa true you know the fucktards are just stupid and thay just shoud be rounded up an takin to Rikers Island or something an beatin to death or at least takin to New Jersey to work on the tomatoe fields or somethin or maybe takin to Florida or somethin I HATE the hipsters they killed my Papa.
in my world, I would have a task force that raided the homes of the parents, and held them at gunpoint until they wrote a check out to the city for the damage their kids caused.
Now THAT’s a welfare program I could get behind!
I was wondering about that myself. I was at work yesterday and caught a few seconds of that on one of the screens. I’m gonna go check it out on YouTube. Real New Yorkers would have just walked on and went to wherever it was we were going. I freaking HATE what Times Square has become. Grrrrrrrr!
Exactly. One of the 1st rules of the projects is that if the cops aren’t pursuing you, stay the fuck out of their way and mind your own goddamn business!!!
Yes, that’s another industry that has been taken over by these jack-asses. I worked for one of our papers in the 80′s and 90′s when real New Yorkers got the paper out. Now these wanna be journalists what to write about NY the way they see it. Possibly thinking that if they write it, it will change. I have never seen so much editorializing in articles. My blood is boiling!!!
In San Diego, a bunch of hipster look-at-me everybody-gets-a-trophy childish “adults” had a water gun fight that ruined one of the area’s historical landmarks, killing plants and koi fish:
http://www.cbs8.com/story/19258647/police-searching-for-organizers-of-midnight-water-gun-fight-at-balboa-park
Congratulations baby boomers, you managed to spawn a generation even worse than your own!
WHAT? I love Balboa Park! Fucking hipsters.
Wow, just wow. I was there not too long ago with fellow recruits. Skulls need to be cracked for that one.
I know a guy from an Iowa corn farm who went to San Francisco to pretend to like sushi and complain about city women having no style. He wore plaid flannel shirts and was a short afternoon away from having a full beard. He probably would have ridden a fixie bicycle too but he was so physically uncoordinated that he would have been run over on his first day out.
Having always talked about how important it was on the farm to hand craft your own tools and technology, he got involved in the “Maker” movement where loser guys from the mid-west move to the big city to teach us urbanites how we’re supposed to be using laser cutters and five axis milling machines to make cheap looking inferior versions of the perfectly nice things we can buy in any respectable department store.
I once asked him why all the things he “made” were absurdly complicated and essentially useless. His response is that making should be fun but I believe I had hit upon the essence of what it is to be a hipster.
1) Come from nowhere to the big city so you can teach the out of touch city dwellers how things should be done based on the assumption that cities make people soft and life in the country is harder and more real.
2) The things you make and do have to be inferior, hand made versions of things someone else has already perfected. You can’t invent something new or perfect a process that someone else has been struggling with as that would make you an inventor or even a businessman.
3) The things you make and do must have a high degree of complexity, far more so than is necessary, in fact, to more fully display your unique abilities and
4) The things you make and do must have a very low degree of utility so that you can never be judged or held accountable in the event your efforts go wrong and result in failure.
A simple comparison: An inventor produces something that is new, unique and practical that people want and need. The Wright Brothers were inventors. Two men who made bicycles and had little more than their senses, some basic tools and their practical skills produce a human powered flying machine. Extraordinary.
A hipster, on the other hand, produce crap versions of things someone else has already done or that nobody could possibly want or need. A bunch guys who probably would dress like the Wright Brothers build a tricycle with a propeller on the back.
http://www.wired.com/gadgetlab/2007/07/the-silencer-ho/
High degree of complexity, low degree of usefulness… and lots of smug attitude about how much better he is than you because he does things by hand. I asked this guy from Iowa… “Isn’t it true that the Victorian era waxed mustache guys with the jodhpur pants and gatsby caps were so desperate to get away from greasy gears, itchy wool and exploding steam engines that they invented electricity and disposable razor blades so that things could get BETTER?!”
I really can’t wait until this whole retro-hipsterism thing blows over and we see these same guys now washed and well shaven sporting inflatable mylar onesies with glass helmets ala The Jetsons trying to play it off like they’ve always been about cleanliness and modernity but there the evidence will be, plastered all over Instagram and Facebook for everyone to see just exactly how full of crap they are.
Sorry, I misspoke. The Wright Flyer was not “human powered”. What i meant to say is that it was powered and carried a human. And I probably made some spelling errors too. You get the basic idea, though.
That video is now private. Guess you struck a nerve there.
Oh, the butthurt!
What’s the point of it being on Wired then if the little bitch is going to be so butthurt about it? Hopefully after being called out on his bullshit this guy will hang himself.
LMFAO!!!!!!!
This wouldn’t be the first time some hipsturd’s video was posted/linked on here that went private after the fact.
I guess they want attention…but can’t handle it when they do get it.
It was probably made private any time between today and when it was posted back in 2007. The twit pusting it probably got sniffly at the number of comments along the line of “Can’t you make something that actually DOES something?”
That, by the way, is my biggest issue with so-called Maker culture. Matt, you’re absolutely right about the whole issue of half-assedly making something that can be done better by a Chinese factory. I’m a firm believer in either making something new that’s a decided improvement over the original, or reusing something that’s completely obsolete so it isn’t going to the dump. It’s old Scottish habits that die hard. The problem with this goofy trike is that it doesn’t do anything other than make passersby ask “What the fuck is WRONG with this dweeb?” It’s the same deal with the hipsters obsessed with making musical instruments from cigar cases and garbage: they’re not doing a Leon Termin and making whole new musical instruments and offering a new view on making said music. They’re making grade school crafts projects and expecting everyone to pat them on the back the way they were when they were eight.
There’s always a bright side, though. That’s when enough idiots tell the maker geniuses that “you really need to make these full-time. I’d buy one.” Without fail, the business lasts about six months, when the maker realizes that there’s a huge difference between getting lots of Facebook likes and making some actual sales.
“Those crazy MIT students and their wacky side projects. Damon Vander Lind…” is now an MIT graduate with NO job or even interviews after 67.552 resumes sent out. Every prospective employer’s HR rep googles his name, comes across the article, and round-files the resume. End of story.
Aaiiieee!!! They’re here on my turf! ► http://i47.tinypic.com/2hqs8iv.jpg
Why are they here?!
They need to leave! Ugh!
You gotta be kidding me, right? It’s gotta be fucking Makati, right? Our twin girls (they’re Eurasian; I’m Scots-English and my wife’s Ilocano) graduated from UCLA with finance degrees just over 2 years ago. They hated LA and didn’t want to live in Chicago where I grew up, both because of the winters and incessently creeping hipster infestation. So they decided to try out working in Manhattan and living in Brooklyn – I don’t know exactly where; I know Brooklyn about as well as I know Leroy Jenkem’s ass, which I am proud to say is not at all – just for the hell of it. They were gone in 6 months.
It wasn’t Brooklyn they didn’t like, it was the rich hipster fuckheads they HATED, who pitied them because they actually had real jobs that they had to go to every morning. It was the roommates they had who spent hours a week on the phone back to Mommy crying about how hard life is and that everything would be better if she just had another $5,000 ’til the end of the month. It was the talentless shits trying to impress them with their lame feats, artistic and otherwise. It was how the hipsters thought that everything that SUCKS was so FANTASTIC, and how they needed to band together because the whole world was AGAINST them. They couldn’t understand why … they were just trying to make Brooklyn more FABULOUS for EVERYONE. So my girls packed up and moved to …Manila.
Why not? They both speak several Asian languages fluently, they have finance degrees from a prestigious American university, and they have that lovely Mestiza look that all Filipinas aspire to. The first year was great – they got good jobs where they are greatly appreciated by their employer, PNB, for their skills and abilities, they have a nice place to live in Makati close to where they work, and they have been making friends both at work and outside.
But lately, something has crept in when we talk about the neighborhood. They were out at a bar with a group a month or 2 ago when an American hipster came up to the table and just injected himself into the conversation, looking for something in common with somebody, anybody, obviously so he could bore them to death. This is NOT good etiquette in the Philippines, and they told him, in no uncertain terms, to get lost and not come back.
Then a couple of weeks later they were out for dinner with some friends and family when a whiteboy creep with a fedora came by the table and started to do some sort of stupid card tricks, begging for attention. They ignored him, but he wouldn’t leave. Finally, my nephew Tino, who’s not very big but is ungodly wiry and strong for his size, got up and told Laughing Boy it was time for him to leave. He sneered in Tino’s face, and asked Tino what he was going to do about it if he didn’t go. So Tino popped him in the schnozz, staggering him, and showered him with body blows until he hit the floor. Nephew asked him “Ever hear of Pacquiao? This is Pacquiao’s country. And all of us Pilipino men have a little Pacquiao in each one of us, so keep that in mind. Now BEAT it!” Little Tino’s a GOD, son.
So yeah, kabagis ko, hipsters seem to be scouting Metro Manila, or at least Makati, for an international foray. But if you guys are vigilant, you can send them in to neighborhoods like Quiapo or Sampolok where, with their attitude, they’ll never get out alive.
You don’t know my ass (and I don’t blame you for not wanting to), but I sympathize with Tino’s completely justified hipster beating. My wife’s ex-husband, a classic forty-year-old hipster if there ever was one, is now a professional clown. Not that he makes money at doing this: in fact, he was turned down by the Ringling Brothers/Barnum & Bailey Clown College for “being too creepy”. (That and probablyan inability to have what it takes: a high school buddy spent 25 years in Ringling Brothers, and he worked his ass off the entire time.) Instead, he goes to shows, events, art fairs, and just about any other place where he isn’t immediately evicted and starts juggling.
Here’s the best part. For a while, it was that glass globe juggling from Labyrinth, because what woman over the age of 14 doesn’t just dislocate her hipjoints spreading her legs for a cross between Anton LaVey and Charlie Brown who plays with his balls all day? When he discovered that this didn’t get enough attention, then it was high school talent fair time, in any venue he could find. Even better, if it could be a venue where my wife set up shop, the better, right?
Now, he’s not stupid enough to try this desperate attempt to win her back and/or show her how he’s popular among the RenFaire set when I’m around. However, he tried once, when I had to leave to grab some lunch for her. Combine the fact that she’s a full six inches taller than he is, the fact that she has no time for that shit, and she’s actually had experience with beating the shit out of someone with a ring sizing mandrel, you can imagine how it turned out. He still does his little pleas for attention at shows we’re attending, but he makes damn sure it’s well away from us.
Kickstarter moves to Greenpoin:
http://brooklynpaper.com/stories/35/33/dtg_kickstartergreenpoint_2012_08_17_bk.html
What a bunch of condescending, self-important d*8ches (“Greenpoint was only known for Polish sausages and wastewater treatment”). They’re calling themselves a “tech company”. Just like every bearded breakfast link in Brooklyn thinks he’s a graphic designer because of the default fonts on his Mac, running a website is developing technology.
Hey – I made sangria last night. Does that classify me as a winemaker
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And I also have to add: goodbye, Greenpoint. That routine sounded exactly like the bullshit in Portland in 1997, and you see where Portland is today. The big industries are gone, the tech startups all turned back into pumpkins and mice, anybody with any talent or ability is moving out because they can’t afford to live there any more, and the place has been given over to the hipster scum. SURE, this will bring in tech companies. More likely than not, though, it’ll bring in a lot of room-temperature-IQ MBAs who heard from their frat brothers that “You can make a FORTUNE on the Internet, dude!” to make their fortunes. Six months later, after beating tax concessions out of New York and making a big deal about how employees get their own scooters and nap cots, these guys will either sell their built-to-flip scams to real companies or decide they don’t want to have to run a company any more and move back to Dallas. (When I lived in Portland, you had so many SMU and Baylor MBAs in town, acting like asses every time they showed their faces, that good portions of the state had as much hate for Texas license plates as we used to have in Texas for Michigan plates. Considering the shitheads who moved there and then cried that it wasn’t exactly like Highland Park, I understood and endorsed the hate.)
I had subscriptions to several finance magazines during the dot com days. I stopped my subscriptions because the covers were giving me bad vibes. Anyone who runs a multi-billion dollar tech start-up and thinks it’s a great idea to do a cover shoot dressed in a viking helmet and a Super Soaker really has poor decision making skills…at least in my humble opinion.That’s why I never even considered buying Facebook stock. Any d**chebag who walks into one of the top brokerage firms in the world for the purpose of going public and dresses like he just came off a convenience store robbery..well..again…there’s something wrong with the thought process.
I think the leaders in NYC and other hipster-centric pod dispersal stations give money to these buffoons because A) no one knows what they’re talking about and are impressed by flashy presentations and graphs and B) it’s an easy way to give the cities a boost, accept all the accolades and high tail it to a lucrative position in private industry before the whole house of cards collapses. This is no different that the wizards who look at their crumbling cities and high unemployment and think, “HEY!!!! LET’S BUILD SOME NIGHT CLUBS AND CASINOS! That will bring the people back!” Of course it will. For a few hours.
And hipsters are the equivalent of the casinos/waterfront bandaid.
Building a f**cking website is not the same as developing software. Also – nothing against tech companies but you need hi-tech manufacturing jobs, medical research, engineering companies..you need to diversify. if you hand the coffers over to the hipsters, all you’ll get in return is more of the same.
This is no different that the wizards who look at their crumbling cities and high unemployment and think, “HEY!!!! LET’S BUILD SOME NIGHT CLUBS AND CASINOS! That will bring the people back!” Of course it will. For a few hours.”
That sounds exactly like Pittsburgh. As much love as I got for the 412 (I miss it already), I can’t gloss over the fact that there have been some really bad moves made on the city’s part to bring people back into the area (it has had a 40% population declin since the 70s when all the steel mills closed).
-Replace old steel mills with vapid retail and shopping for people who don’t even live in the city limits? CHECK
-Instead of focusing on cracked and pothole ridden streets and buildings that are crumbling (literally…crumbling. I watched an old building collapse out of nowhere that two days earlier had a “For Rent/Lease” sign on it when I lived in S.Oakland when I was in college) build more stadiums and casinos? CHECK.
-Trying to attract the 21-40 “creative class” when really there’s more of a need for people with actual skills? (Healthcare, Engineering, Mechanics, etc.) CHECK
Don’t even get me started on the South Side. It seemed for a while in the past five years there would be a new tattoo shop that opened and closed within 2 years. Or a hipster run business that would open and close in less than 2 years. It doesn’t stop them from trying. I’m not even going to try to speak about all of the new “luxury condos” built in less than luxury areas that they’re trying to push on yupsters.
Judging from what I’m seeing from 2500 miles away, Lawrenceville might be turning into “Larryville”….although I think there’s so much underpriced housing in the city that the hipsters can’t make it totally unaffordable like they have with North Brooklyn and Portland.
It really is impossible for property values to shoot in in Lawreneville or Bloomfield or anywhere else in Pittsburgh for that matter. I hope it stays that way. I lived in a 2 bedroom house in the south side for $500 a month! As everywhere else gets more expensive…Pittsburgh stays the same.
Same thing is happening with Groupon: http://www.chicagobusiness.com/article/20120818/ISSUE01/308189983/daily-deals-are-a-dead-end-for-groupon
Their CEO is another “quirky young creative” social media type. He did have a decent idea, but Google and Amazon just copied it and did it more efficiently…
A friend sent this video. It of an Italian Butcher performing a demonstration at some cooking school in NYC. Not much to see here, but at 9:40 you get to see some puncahble, annoying hipsters in awe of this…this…alpha male plying his trade. The Meghan on the right (wearing a ski cap) looks like she’s processing some piece of performance art.
The guy on the left….you know he’s texting his father during the demo:
Dear Daddy-
After getting my degree in Outhouse curation and 6 years as an unpaid chocolate bar wrapping intern for Mast brothers, i think I’ve found my true calling:
Butchery.
I want to pursue the fine art of Italian Butchery – preferable in the style of Northern Italy. I already have a really kewl location picked out in Greenpoint. It used to be an art gallery but the space just – so…primal. Scintilla Blue, my Asian girfriend, saw me cut up a steak last night for the very first time and she believes I have the soul of a meatcutter (“meatcutter”…so manly!). So there’s my qualifications!
The business plans includes, curated beef cut with vintage knives and a foot operated saw.I even found some vintage leather aprons from a long shuttered paint stripping business!
Of course we won’t have just meat to sell. We will have a cocktail lounge, rotating art exhibits, bands, poetry readings, performance pieces and multi-media presentations involving slaughterhouse footage and kitschy 70′s sitcoms.
The rent is 8500/mo. The landlord says he wants 8 months security deposit. Then there’s something Anakin my roomate, mentioned…something called “start-up costs”. We figured the cost to be between 100 dollars and 300,000 dollars. Oh and we found this really kewl giant plastic pig from a real, gritty brooklyn prok Store. We’re gonna dress it up in black leather and hang it outside!!!
We checked the competition. Although we have a “polish” butcher next door to us it shouldn’t affect us, because we’re going to be artisanal italian butchers and they are -well- “Polish” AKA unenlightened.
Send the money now.
PS: I hate you…
Caspar
I shit you not, I thought the dude sitting on the end was a woman with some sorta short hair cute. What red blooded man sits like that, effeminately cross legged and hunched over? Are there no balls in his groin?
I’d like to curate his face with a side of beef.
Then you’ll LOVE this:
http://www.startribune.com/lifestyle/taste/165662956.html
I almost feel sorry for the writer. He’s obviously had the taste of his own semen preventing him from tasting coffee before.
Coffee to me is a caffeine-delivery system; yes, freshly-ground coffee is better than the store-brand robusto, but you hit diminishing returns somewhere. And getting up into $5 a cup for specialty pour-over?
You know, when I want a cup of coffee, I want a cup of coffee, not a damn shop project.
Agreed. I don’t want my coffee anymore complex than having to choose milk/sugar. Anything after that becomes a reflection of pretentious bullshit imho.
But it’s too difficult for people who put themselves up on a pinnacle, in order to look down at everyone else, to consider that maybe all that rarified air they breathe is the same recycled shit as everyone else’s ‘below’ them.
Perish the thought!!
http://www.villagevoice.com/2012-08-08/books/robert-anasi-the-last-bohemia-interview/
Story of how the average one bedroom in Williamsburg went from $300 a month to over $3000 a month and how hipsters have become a symbol of ridicule all around the world.
Wow great find. At first I was thinking “even the old trasplants don’t like the new transplants”. But this was actually a pretty good read. I’m half inclined to go find the book because I suspect that will be a good read too.
The line about how all the new building projects are for the rich, and the rich’s vision of the future seems to be that you’ll either be a Mitt Romney, or a servent for a Mitt Romney, if you’re lucky, was pretty good.
This is gold:
“Every city planner working for some ambitious mayor has this paradigm in mind where I’m going to get some artists in here, this crappy neighborhood that is just a bunch of working people, and they’re going to be the manure for gentrification.”
He said it was dangerous in 1994? That’s pathetic. If he had moved there in 1974, MAYBE I’d give him some credit for bravery.
OH, and I hate the word ‘vibrant’ when these writers discuss the gentrified zones of my city. My life is ‘vibrant’ all by itself. I don’t need or want anyone else’s ‘vibrant’, thank you very much.
Yeesh, with the exception of 1 comment, did you read the rationalizations of those who argue gentrification is all good and even necessary? One commentor even plugged her dumb art gallery by dropping a link at the end of it. Which essentially proves out the accusation of ‘narcissism’ made by the writer.
Methinks you protest too much, Alice.
Thank God there are still traditional, old school butchers like this!
Here in Cincinnati (don’t worry, I’m staying put) at historical Findlay Market they are the norm (in fact, one of them is named Norm) and they are training a new generation to carry on the craft. The best shop is Eckerlin meats. They have a thirty year old sausage maker who learned from the wurst meister at Hoffman’s, the last big producer of killer Bockwurst in Cincy. They were bought out 6 years ago and the quality fell sharply but Eric at Eckerlin’s produces the same high quality Hoffman’s recipe wurst that I was raised on.
He understands the importance of fat and gristle in a flavorful sausage when the rest are trying to scale it down for health. Health! We’re talking sausage here not tofu!
Props to the fine Italian meat cutters of NYC, you have German brothers in arms in Cincinnati!