Here we go again! Someone claiming we are all delusional; that there is no such thing as hipsters. That among all the normal looking, non-attention seeking, unpretentious people of Brooklyn, there are no costume/uniform wearing, smug, pseudo-intellectual, kazoo-voiced try-hards. The worst part is this guy is a native! Yep, every so often you come across a bad apple. Come on man, you are butt hurt by all the negativity surrounding hipsters and you know it Henry. After reading that article I imagine you a little boy hiding in a closet with a blanket over his head during a thunder storm. Face it: every morning when you look in the mirror; check out your beard; adjust your silly hat or scarf or thick frames, you are hoping to be noticed for your costume like a 10 year old on Halloween. You want other hipsters to look at you and say “hey, now I can see myself sitting at kewl bar with that fellow, chatting about obscure books over a craft beer.” Go fuck yourself. If that bar ever opens Henry, I have a feeling you won’t like it once it fills up with too many icky common local folk. O’Henry, why don’t you just move to Williamsburg and stick a Mast Bros. chocolate bar up your Hershey highway.
I urge everyone to head over to his article and leave some nice comments. You can even make up some stories of actually seeing these elusive beings called “hipsters”.