Wax your moustache, adjust your monocle, jump on your penny farthing and head on over to Philly to watch some attention starved hipsters re-enact a late-1800′s baseball game! LIKE YAH! It’s one thing liking old things such as antiques, buildings, streets, artifacts, etc; I love all that kind of stuff but don’t run around advertising it and wanting praise for it. In this case, there’s no need to grow a W.B. Mason moustache and pose for pictures in your 1875 wool baseball uniform that screams ”LOOK AT MEEEEE” and physically play a baseball game like its 1875. Isn’t reading a book on it and using your imagination enough?
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Speaking as a Philly gal who loves this blog, I want to defend these hardworking Philly guys…actual 7-day a week retailers (and the one guy works at U of P). No question there’s a “look at me” quality to this retro baseball crowd. But I don’t think they do it for that. We have a reasonable share of hipsters in my working neighborhood of Olde City. But, in truth, we’re getting the working Brooklynites who can’t afford their hometowns because of the try-hards you hate. They move here because they find Philly affordable and genuine, with row houses and corner stores and ethnic diversity and subways and el trains (Yes… fewer than NYC, but they get us connected).
Just saying…
I hear you Liz. Through the years I know I occasionally goof on a hipster type person who actually may be a hard worker and isn’t a trustafarian, etc. But at this point in the game – almost any display of lookatmeism gets me going. By the way, this article was sent to me by a Philly resident. Like I said in this post: nothing wrong with liking old stuff but no need to go to extremes.
I’m a lifelong baseball fanatic and Ilove this shit, DH. There are oldtime baseball leagues which play by the rules from different eras in the 19th century across the country. As a matter of fact, there’s one out on the Island. They play games in the Old Bethpage Village Restoration Museum. Sure, the guys wear the old uniforms, and a bunch look like walking ads for moustache wax; but, they’re serious about their love of the game. They’ve been playing for years and only act the part during games played once a week, as opposed to some fucking retrogeek taking his particular obsession of some period in history and dressing like Louis XIV 24/7. Besides, the average kiddult couldn’t even pick up, let alone swing, a 46 ounce bat without snapping his balsa wood arms. Never mind the fact that these guys don’t use gloves. Think of the bone splinters scattered on the infield if one of these Mr. Salty physiqued Abner Doublelattes tried to catch a line drive. Y’know something, I’d pay to see that.
I understand. What the problem is I think is that the average hipster that you just want to smack has ruined it for so many truly passionate people. They take up things as temporary hobbies because it’s trendy and want attention. Also the facial hair thing – I admit, I automatically go crazy when I see a tryhard toilet plunger shaped douche with a Bill the Butcher moustache. Someone like that is who ruins it for passionate people that are real fanatics. Maybe I was a little too hard on these Philly guys – maybe not. Who cares, tomorrows another day and they’ll definitely be some good hipster hating material out there.
That’s the spirit, DH!
I saw one of these games on a farm in rural NJ a few years ago and it was actually good fun. The game has changed tremendously since the 1870s.
And no hipster twerp could catch a hard ball with a mitt, nevermind without one.
When hipsters start doing their own Civil War re-enactments, shit’s gonna get real.
A Spanish Inquisition re-enactment featuring neckscarved heretics on the rack would be a must see event, And, we all know how much these spatula-armed Cardinal TorqeYahYahs love being part of an event.
http://matthewscottwallace.files.wordpress.com/2012/05/the-medieval-rack-torture-device1.jpg
I wanna see a hipster reenactment of the battle of hastings. Think of the local businesses that would pop up making, artisanal, locally sourced, arrows, maces (bows, armor, chain mail….
but that’s me…..
There could be a market for fixie crossbows ans ballistas.
FWIW, I just want to give you a nod for being reasonable and doing what hipsters don’t do well, and that’s LISTEN.
Re-enactments of a variety of interests are everywhere. Hell, they’ve been using the “Old West” sets for a genre of films, ( now apparantly dead and no, I don’t count the upcoming Lone Ranger lol ), populated by gunslinger shows for tourists passing through for decades now. Then there’s the ever present Civil War enthusiasts, including the Buffalo Soldiers. And I agree that there are many distinct, sometimes subtle, sometimes not, differences between these folks and the Yay4Me knuckleheads.
DH? are you getting soft in your old age?
In about a year or two, when rents are through the roof, go back and read your post and see if you still agree with your views.
I have no problem with out of control rents provided those responsible are earning their keep rather than prancing around yapping about art Art ART all the time.
All of us on this board have been saying the same thing over and over again: A community is like a building. It’s integrity relies mostly on a solid foundation. Hipsters are not a solid foundation. They’re immature, irresponsible and care only about having fun and taking up causes that either allow them to act out or make their lives easier.
How can a community that has nothing but assistants, interns, artists, writers, etc. who are supposedly “starving” thrive in a community that has nothing but overpriced food, drinks and art galleries? Look back in history and you’ll see that a real art community was damn near a slum with rents to match. So when few are working real jobs why are rents so outrageous?
With regard to diversity – who really gives a rat’s a**? Why do you have to have friends from every culture or race and make a point of letting everyone know (Ex: my Asian girlfriend, my black friend, my Indian roommate)? Diversity should occur naturally. With all the diversity mongering that goes on in the most PC schools, take a peek in the cafeteria at lunch time. There’s the Asian table, the indian table, the black table, the hispanic table. Fact is – people feel more comfortable around their own kind. When they try hard to appear like they don’t care, it comes off as fake and contrived as a 5 dollar Rolex. Real life is not like the cover photo of a college brochure.
Finally – it’s really disturbing to see grown men and women play dress up. I understand military reenactments that are done once or twice a year. But this kooky barbershop quartet fixation and those idiotic news boy caps is childish. These cultural grave robbers can’t do anything original so they have to live in the past? Maybe we should bring back Polio, malaria, The great Depression and mustard gas and radium watches too.
There’s a scene in the first season of “Boardwalk Empire” when a young Al Capone attends a Bar Mitzvah, one of the rabbis sitting in front of him looks back and smiles and they exchange pleasantries. Capone has to explain that he’s an associate of the boy’s father. The rabbi nods and turns away. A few seconds later he turns back and asks the young Capone, “tell me. Are you a man?” Al Capone looks at him at says, yea of course”. The rabbi pauses, looks him dead in the eyes and utters, “then why do you wear the cap of a boy?”.
And that’s what drives me crazy at what point do these tryhards man up, act like adults and become contributing members of society? ANSWER: When Mommy and daddy turn off the financial spigot. Which will wreak havoc on their communities because now they’ll leave en masse for cheaper digs.
oops. Capone was wearing a newsboy cap in the scene….sorry/
That was a great scene. I’m surprised the hipsters haven’t glommed onto the Boardwalk Empire style and made it their own. Except for when they dress up in 20′s styles and overrun Governor’s Island.
That’s because they’re currently in the 1890s-1900s revival stage. They’ll reach the 1920s soon enough.
The hipster retro obsession reminds me of a scene in Mad Men, when Roger Sterling has a pre-Civil Rights era-themed wedding, complete with plantation-style costumes and black face. It’s nostalgia for an era that had more priveleges for his kind, and it’s also a symbol of his affluence that he can put on such a useless themed event. That’s the first thing I think of when I see “ye olde breuklyn” crap.
Loved what you wrote and agree with most of what you said. However, I do disagree with the following statement you wrote:
“Fact is – people feel more comfortable around their own kind.
I disagree with what you said here. I have felt very uncomfortable and have even got into fights with many people of my own ethnicity. The whole concept of being comfortable and sticking to your own kind is nothing but absolute bullshit.
Who you feel comfortable around with has nothing to do with one’s skin colour or religion, but with an individual’s personality and values. I choose to make friends not based on skin or religion, but whether there are good people who I can have a laugh with and enjoy spending my time with.
My own kind = normal human beings. *NOT* hipsters, yups, poseurs, Eurotrash, etc.
“working neighborhood of olde city” really? You’re probably a transplant… I live in the ‘working neighborhood of rittenhouse” — yeah right. Go back to Jersey.
Hi Bob, bad phrasing. I work in Old City (I misspelled it too). Don’t live there anymore, although I did years ago. You’re very perceptive. I commute to work… from South Jersey.
This is like Ren Fair or Civil War re-enactment, except with baseball. I don’t really see the point. Baseball didn’t take any less skill and wasn’t any more “authentic” in the late 19th century than it is now. The biggest difference is that players and their salaries were within human proportions. Owners largely ran the show, and other stakeholders were venal and crass and didn’t give a damn about anyone but themselves, least of all the fans paying money. Is this all sounding familiar?
Actually, there’s another contrast that is interesting when you consider that a bunch of dipshit hipsters are prancing around in old timey uniforms and swinging down on the ball. It took far more guts and required much more of a competitive spirit to play back then. Being a ballplayer was a way out of the mines and tenant farms, so you can bet your ass that major league ball players had balls and brawn, and didn’t get paid very much for their efforts. Pretty much the exact opposite of hipsters, who are narcissistic pussies who get paid by their parents for doing nothing.
“Baseball didn’t take any less skill and wasn’t any more “authentic” in the late 19th century than it is now.The biggest difference is that players and their salaries were within human proportions.
Just like swinging at a pitch in the dirt, you missed the point. The biggest difference between 19th century baseball and what is played today is the way it’s played. The rules for the game have changed dramatically since the original Knickerbocker Rules were adopted in 1845. Take a look here:
http://www.baseball-almanac.com/rulechng.shtml
and here:
http://www.19cbaseball.com/rules.html
The average neckbeard doesn’t have the attention span required to study and understand the rules for each era. As far as salaries go, Bob “Death to Flying Things” Ferguson was paid $2500 in 1872 and Hall of Famer Cap Anson earned $3 Grand in 1885. The average yearly family income between 1872-1884 was about $400. A ticket to a professional ballgame from the late 19th to the mid 20th centuries cost all of four bits, 50 cents. I paid a buck and a half to sit in the nosebleed seats, and $4.50 for a box seat, at Shea in the 60s to the late 70s. It’s not so much greedy owners as it is greedy, mediocre players getting more than they’re worth. 90% of “superstar” starting pitchers today would’ve been Number 4s in a four man rotation or pulling pine splinters out of their asses sitting in the bullpen. You can thank the MLBPU for that.
all I know is they better not slap a Brooklyn Dodgers logo on ANY of those uniforms!!
I’m not a sports fan, but the best baseball in Brooklyn I ever saw was watching a two teams of Hasidim play each other at McCarren Park about 25 years ago. They didn’t wear sneakers and kept on their black pants and jackets. Couldn’t throw, run or hit and they talked through the whole thing. It was fantastic.
I saw a group of hasidic kids in Passaic Park years ago playing baseball in 95 degree weather…in their black clothing with heavy black shoes. Gotta hand it to them, they’re dedicated baseball fans.
And it’s one of the last times I’ve seen kids playing pickup ball with no parents around.
“Dear GAWD!!!! What an attention starved clan of interlopers!! Get real jobs & real lives. Soon enough your meal ticket money from mommy & daddy will run out and the shock of earning of living (for real) will hit you like vintage piano dropped from an organic, sustainable, artisan grown, rooftop turnip farm. Then somebody ought to smack your enabling patents over the head with an Allen Ginsberg book.
hahahahahahaha!!! brilliant, especially the part about the piano
I actually don’t see anything wrong with this one. Baseball is a classic American institution, I think this one’s actually pretty interesting. Besides, Conan O”Brien already did a parody of it
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Aax2V7a3S4
I agree. I think DH is reaching a bit on this post. I’d love to play old-timey baseball w/ these guys actually. Not sure there’s anything “Hipster” about it.
OK, this is almost worse than the “performance artists” who recreated the match between Borg and McEnroe.
http://arts.nationalpost.com/2011/09/06/copyright-racket/
Need a new DH bumper sticker: honk if you hate honking voices.
It’s okay to hate on this as long as you hate the Civil War reenactments as well.
I’ve participated in Revolutionary War and pioneer reinactments and they were not hipster events. Too much planning, study and real work involved. Being an expositor instead of an exhibitionist. And most of the people involved were working men and women, some brought their children who had a ball playing Dan’l Boone. The after hour parties around the campfires were epic. These events were often held in state and federal parks with the cooperation of the rangers, definitely too mainstream for hipsters!
Being a reenactor for the Civil War, Revolutionary War, or the War of 1812, etc, first requires a fairly strong interest in and knowledge of American history. To a hipster with the attention span and depth of a flea, it’s just not cool enough or trendy enough.
They could probably go more for something that revolves solely around them. Like a reenactment of the day they plunked down daddy’s check for their North SouthWest Lower, Outer Williamsburg “loft”.
I hate hipsters, but how is interest in American history more of a requirement for war re-enactments than for playing old time baseball? The latter still took the time to research how the games were played and either found or made the appropriate costume for the event. Exactly like the war re-enactment crowd. If you want to look at it from the other direction, as in not requiring interest in American history, I could have a friend drive me to the battle field, give me a blue uniform and say, “Those people over there are the South, we are the North. Ready, set, go.” I think interest in history is completely unnecessary in both situations. It’s just that war re-enactments done by “patriots” are more accepted by mainstream America. I don’t have strong feelings about either form, but I do think it’s silly to say one is okay and the other isn’t. They are doing the same fucking shit.
In order to play 19th century baseball or participate in battle re-enacting , you have to be a student of history. You have to be knowledgeable of the rules for the particular era of the game. The rules for playing baseball as it was in 1849 are different from 1871. The same goes with battle reenactment. You need a working knowledge of the way military formations from a particular historical period functioned. You also require knowledge about weapons and how to properly use them. Do you think you can load, fire and reload an Model 1862 Springfield percussion rifle in under a minute? Did you know the difference round shot and Minie balls and that the ammunition is not interchangeable? Did you know that, at one time, batters indicated where they wanted the ball pitched? In all cases, if you don’t know what you’re doing, it’ll be painfully obvious and you’ll end up making an ass of yourself. Just my two cents before devaluation.
I think this is the difference:
Most if not all of those players have actual jobs during the week, with actual paychecks coming in to support them. They play on their off-time, not on the job. They actually know what century they’re living in.
Hipsters, OTOH, play at working (as interns, baristas, pennyfarthing repairers, toxic waste taste testers, and other mostly-useless occupations), earn little or nothing, and exist on the largesse of others, related or not [yes, I'm looking at you, Sugar Daddy recipient Meghans].
Basically, the former group is composed of productive, if somewhat eccentric members of society. The latter group should be sent back home to live out back in the outhouse until they get some sense. These are idiots truly worthy of our scorn. Or something…
Since you brought up play jobs:
http://www.livescience.com/24005-human-cadaver-brains-stem-cells.html
A gig that requires no experince. Most, if not all, kazoo-voiced zombies-in-training meet the requirement to be considered. I hope to see application flyers with contact info plastered all over GreenBillSchwickFortStuyHillSlopeVilleHeights.
Being a cadaver is a lifestyle, not a job. Perfect for hipsters.
http://www.newtimesslo.com/commentary/8504/how-hipsters-will-save-the-world/
See your all just jealous because hipsters will save the world. :v
Anna needs to remove that railroad spike embedded in her skull.
Picasso was a hipster? I can see how a hipster apologist could mistake him for one but if you study his life….uh-uh. Lincoln was a hipster? Are you out of your fucking mind??!! A self educated lawyer,backwoods wrestler, commander-in-chief of the military during the Civil War,husband and father, killed in the line of duty, this a hipster? Anna, in typical hiptard logic sees the external trappings that hipsters appropriate and mistake the genuine for the poor imitation. READ A BOOK! (It’s a kind of papery blog)
That douchetastic article was 30 seconds of my life that I will never get back. All the usual hipster ego trip cliches about how the world ought to be bowing down and kissing her pale, doughy ass just because she and these other inbred cretins exist. Good thing I read it before eating dinner.
Funny that for all her bragging about the alleged creativity of these useless worms she can’t point to ONE hipster who achieved anything significant in the arts, literature or music. Creative? Yeah, the last refuge of the functional idiot.
I have to disagree with your use of the term “functional idiot”. You give these utterly useless fiber optic cable strand-framed lice farms with legs way too much credit. On the sliding scale, listing different levels of mental development, “Idiot” is at the bottom and there are no subcategories. As you can see here:
http://www.joeydevilla.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2006/03/idiot_imbecile_moron.jpg
The lowest level where functionality is possible would be “Low Grade Imbecile”, who is capable of simple menial work. “Idiots”, on the other hand, are only capable of self preservation, nothing further. Hipsters, therefore, are just plain idiots without the toppings.
I take your point, albeit it is a bit pedantic, but functional idiot is a term of my own devising and not strictly drawn from the DSM. Rather than use the more technically correct term dysfunctional, I thought to use a more direct phrase that would describe, in what I believed to be a more colorful way, a person who cannot fit in or function in normal society or social setting.
Let’s not forget this is Die Hipster and the posts are in a spirit of satirical fun, not a peer-reviewed psychology journal or English Lit/ Creative Writing site.
Satire? Are you saying that nobody here is actually serious when expressing their hate and disgust of urban exploring, parasitic Stella D’Oro Breadstick-limbed, self absorbed me-monkey cultural vampires who have infested large swaths of our borough like a swarm of locusts?
Aw, you had me going there for a while. Stop pulling me leg.
“I’m loath to admit it, but everything on this list actually sounds pretty rad. These criteria aren’t necessarily hipster; they’re just the things that make a neighborhood vibrant and unique. I mean, seriously. Walking? Fresh local produce? The arts?”
Is this individual posing as a professional writer? I’m curious because the above is an example of terrible writing. Is she aware she is supposed to be making intelligent commentary on the topic of her article?
When did people who have such horrible skills with the written word start receiving diplomas from colleges? Suppose we skip the answer to that question and fast forward to whomever is responsible for contracting or hiring her. Based on her own work, it’s as if some editor never bothered to request her previous efforts. If they had, they might’ve avoided the embarassment of putting this incredibly self-conscious and incredibly immature, just in terms of skill, ( nevermind the self-centeredness of her ‘voice’ she indulges herself in and foists on her readers ), article on their website.
She needs an awful lot of work quite frankly and probably a return to college, and six years of reading the real work of credible writers, for a little refresher in sentence construction alone. For example, commenting on a site like this in a personal style is acceptable. ‘Comments’ aren’t, technically, articles or journalism. For her, and I’m assuming she is a professional writer, to use a phrase such as,”I mean, seriously…” and be ‘ok’ with that simply doesn’t make sense to me. But I imagine she’s like many graduates over the last couple of decades who have no idea whatsoever what it means to have to meet a standard or criteria above the abilities of fourth graders. What a shame.
Maybe she’s just good in the sack…
She’s the latest case of butthurt.
“Percentage of residents who work in artistic occupations.” All right, shit just got real. Art is ruined now, too? Creativity is hipster? But hipsters are bad, right? Always scoffing at your purchases in record stores? Always running red lights on their stupid-ass fixies? These guys have art on their side?”
She’s the reporter and she’s only catching on to this now? If she’s imagining herself doing more of these hard hitting journalism pieces, then she’s got to do a better job of keeping up.
“Your American Spirits are like moths to flames.”
http://m.vice.com/read/why-gentrification-is-only-bad-if-youre-poor
To quote a great native Brooklynite, Ralph Kramden,
“Whaddya mean get rid of the slums?!> Where are we gonna live?!?”
Some of the commenters are saying this is tongue in cheek. I’m not so sure.
“…cities cannot be finished. They can only be ruined.” Pure gold.
“I’m loath to admit it, but everything on this list actually sounds pretty rad. These criteria aren’t necessarily hipster; they’re just the things that make a neighborhood vibrant and unique. I mean, seriously. Walking? Fresh local produce? The arts?”
Go back to college, please.
Yups vs. Hipsters?
https://gawker.com/5952818/fancy-liberal-brooklyn-is-full-of-hypocrites
It’s funny how they’ll always whine, “Not me!!! I have _____friends!” NIMBY, NIMBY, NIMBY…..
I like the topic and the purpose of the article but, again, it’s another example of awful writing.
“You may have noticed that the American economy is not so good these days. One of the many effects of that is that, here in NYC, homelessness “has reached the highest levels since the Great Depression.” ”
“…effects of it/this…”. That is that. Also, I’m not very impressed by the tendency to adopt foul language in an article. I’m not very impressed by another aspirant trying to work themselves into the mantle of Doc Thompson or, god forbid, the icon of every homely, frustrated fifteen year old boy who’s never been felt up before; Charles Bukowski. Is every site a ‘zine’ now? In that context, this person’s writing style might make sense. But more and more it’s becoming harder to tell the difference between journalism and just plain old ranting. I can agree with many of the points of the article but the stilted language as it’s written tends to trip me up. In fact, it makes me want to rant back. So I have.
What were we talking about again?
Hipsters and their pervasively annoying hijacking of all aspects of pop culture, society in general and all things, from the least interesting to the most mundane. You may proceed, Governor.
Yes, yes. quite right. Thank you Joe.
Now as I was saying…Oh dammit! Two of my last six fingers have just dropped off. We’ll never get anywhere at this rate. Can someone else take over while I get them sewn back on or,probably even better, we could drink some beer and use the hipster out back as a trampoline.
The hate continues to build. In particular, check out the comments on this stupid piece of shit. (At the rate hipsters are going, you won’t see a beard outside of a Hasidic neighborhood, northern Canada, or a bear bar in another ten years, just because of the bad associations.)
http://www.regretsy.com/2012/10/18/damn-skippy/
I think the hipster’s would prefer “throwback” kickball. I think I can capitalize on the hipster desire to draw attention to himself by advertising a boxing display from the same era. When the cardboard tube-in-the-toilet paper-necked little shithouse rat appears, give him a bare-knuckled rap in the mouth. Just like in days of yore! Offer to let the Rastafarian Hemingway of Buddy Holly report on the bout with their little Jack London typewriters.
“I think the hipster’s would prefer “throwback” kickball.”
It’s played with a rock, barefoot.
Not a bad article, but then they had to end it with the dipshit self-important “We’re adding to the city’s social fabric.”
/roll eyes
http://www.nypost.com/p/news/local/manhattan/jury_duty_dope_busted_for_bringing_2QyP8FfWnZJ2ukQqumbn2O
WHOA, WHOA WHOA!!!!!!!!!
This ratman has ‘been moved’ to an administrative position?!
Um, ever hear of termination of employment? If this guy doesn’t justify it, I don’t know what does. I can hear this guy now in two years:
“Yahhh, like…my heeroh-in uhdickshun wahz…well….So I waz teecheen in THE CITY and…so then I waz just, like…you know, why nawt bee a juhnkee?…desolation, isolation, disaffection…yoo knowww…yahhh…So I wrote uh book abowt MY LIFE IN THE GRITTY CITY..and….yoo knowwww….edgy edgy gritty alley gritty ME ME ME….and did I mention ME?” ( pan to audience snoring )
To the parents: Now you know why little Elron and Nabiscanana are sitting in their rooms staring at the floor. You might wanna investigate their phones, Dad.
Twenty bags? Substance abuse? More like he was hoping to bump into some of his regular clientele and do some brisk business.
Hi DH,
I know I’m the Philly gal who started the comments today by asking you not to impale the retro baseball guys who live here, in a pretty historic town, but make 21st century livings … in one case (the ice cream parlor guys) working genuinely hard serving families from all over the world a quality product 7 days a week, four blocks from Independence Hall. (FYI, there are lots of great bars and cool adult food near Independence Hall, but not much in the way of genuine-Philly kid-friendly treats, so they are doing something pretty neat here with their 19th Century-style ice cream parlor biz.)
That said, here’s what I look forward to every day about your blog: You overwhelmingly find great examples to crystalize your anger about try-hards, look-at-me’s and trust-fund playbabies who are indulged, while your neighborhhods truly suffer. I get that. The blog also makes a fascinating and passionate community. DH, you always get people talking…united by the defense of the authentic and capturing the slim but durable thread that binds people who value ACTUAL WORK for pay. That says an incredible amount. That’s what I applaud the loudest.
You’re so onto this, people clock in from around the globe. Wonderful. I rarely agree with 100% of what’s posted (and there are people who would gleefully throw pies at me for not f%^^*^^ing this and that here. But I am a Philly gal. From Temple U in North Philly…kinda Bronx-ish. I can take it.) I learned about your blog in the Sunday NY Times when they wrote about insufferable hipsters in Montauck messing up historic eastern Long Island. Ive bern a daily reader ever since. Within the last 24-hours, I shared your site with a guy from Princeton (not the University…there IS an actual town there too) who found out about it from a guy from South Jersey near Philadelphia (which is not Snookie’s or J-Wow’s “jerzee”), who heard about it from me reading your posts out loud and howling.
Just saying… Keep up the good work. America needs you.
Diehipster-maybe you can update your original post? Like lizmatty says, these guys are the real thing. And ANY baseball reminder right now is killing me. Sob.
http://www.brooklynvegan.com/archives/2012/10/get_a_free_tatt.html
Pretty classic! Tattoos, like yah!
LOL at the dude who called 311. He’s not wrong.
What in the world is ‘bad add music’, exactly? Am I to take it they distributed this flyer publically?
‘Bad add music’. Well, in the same spirit I think I’ll just quote Bugs Bunny’s snipe at Elmer Fudd: “What a MAROON!”
http://gothamist.com/2012/10/18/brooklyn_subway_stop_transformed_in.php
Sad, that ^^^^^^^
Look at these filthy kidults!
http://www.brooklynpaper.com/stories/35/40/br_bb_oldtimersstickball_2012_10_05_bk.html
There’s a big tournament in the Bronx every year
http://www.stickball.com/
There was a annual reunion of neighborhood oldtimers on either Carroll or Dean Street two years ago. As in years past, the oldtimers and their families set up grills and tables, in front of the houses where some of them still lived, and even played stickball in the street, They’ve been doing this for twenty five years. Everybody was having a great time until the cops showed up to answer noise and other quality of life complaints. In the middle of a summer Saturday afternoon. The complainants? Interloping neckbeard artists and their equally useless wire rimmed eyeglass wearing, progressive, destroying-the-character-of-neighborhoods-through -gentrification transplanted professional allies on the block. The hipster “artists” were complaining that the old guys and their kids were creating a disruptive atmosphere and prevented them from concentrating on their “work”. The progressive L.L. Bean urban safari outfit, complete with an Indiana Jones bush hat wearing, I-read -every-article-in-the-New-York-Times-with-a-concerned-grimace-plastered-on-my-face-just-like-the-people-in-the -TV commercial yentas complained that they were worried that the stickball playing oldtimers would damage their shiny and expensive Euro-built autos. Spaldeens have been known to cause irreparable and long term emotional and psychological damage to pretentious asswipes. These are the same kinds of miserable fuck who sicced the cops after a six year old girl who was drawing on the sidewalk with chalk. The complained that she was vandalizing their property. Fuck them all.
“Spaldeens have been known to cause irreparable and long term emotional and psychological damage to pretentious asswipes.” Yeah, especially after they’ve been frozen, studded with rusty screws, and fired up the jerkwads’ asses…
Oh man I’ve got friends whose reaction would be pretty freaking volent to anyone of any flavor trying to jerk around these folks playing stickball. How in the hell can some hipster claim ANY kind of ‘authenticity’ and also be down on stickball?!
Help me Geebus…
I’m still waiting for the moment when it suddenly becomes hip and cool for hipsters to “ironically” get gym memberships, real jobs and start acting normal.
Once it catches on, it will spread like wildfire and hipsterism as we know it will die.
I don’t know about these Philly guys but I have to step to the defense of old-time baseball reenactment. I saw guys play old-time baseball at Bethpage Village a couple of years back – because I’m a) a baseball fanatic and b) a lover of history. The guys involved with this were NOT hipsters. They were regular guys – mostly from LI. Most of them were older (30′s and up) with families. They did it simply for the love of the game.
These dudes have more in common with Civil War reenactors than hipsters. Trust me. I’m born and bred here and HATE hipsters.
Just in case you need more convincing. Ex-Yank and author of greatest sports book ever written, Jim Bouton is/was behind an old time league up in the Birkshires.
http://www.jimbouton.com/vintagebbf/news.html
“Alberts, a history major turned financial administrator at the Perelman School of Medicine at the University of Pennsylvania, co-founded the Athletic BBC”
He doesn’t appear to be the archetypal hipster. If he was, it’d be written like this:
“Nasalheimer, a creative writing major turned organic fair trade barista/DJ/web design assistant intern/penny farthing artisanal repairman co-founded the Athletic BBC using his parent’s credit cards and dwindling 401K reserves.”
What fucks this up is the insertion of the word hipster. I actually went to the “world series” of old-timey baseball and it was pretty cool. They play actual games using the old rules. But Williamsburg, Brooklyn was the last thing that I thought of when I saw the players. More of a plumber from Des Moines, Iowa vibe than anything else. Why do hipster have to wreck everything fun. I like coffee, PBR, old-timey baseball, fresh vegetables – hell I even like Brooklyn sort of.But the media feels to affix a label to it that makes it totally unenjoyable.