And here we see a group of funemployed, infinite leisure time hipsters on an urban safari with their microphones and cameras following the species postaliscus deliverium urbanecious. They will then transfer their data and findings to their narcissism blogs for all of their creative friends back home to see that working class creatures really do exist in this laid back creative-class city - as they await their parent’s 3rd quarter earnings results to be announced to see if they can have an all expense paid 3 year playcation in NYC as well. Following this hunt, they tracked down a young Mexican man who was stacking apples and pears into a pyramid at a fruit store and they were also lucky enough to find the elusive Chinese grandmother who collects bottles and cans. Next week, this group of urban explorers will be put to the test; instead of waking up at 5am they will break night with plenty of overpriced coffee and energy drinks and meet at a construction site at 6am and ask the workers the grand question: Why are you up so early and laboring?
http://takimag.com/article/never_trust_anyone_who_hasnt_been_punched_in_the_face#axzz1XXZwooHy
“The cause of civilizational decline is dirt-simple: lack of contact with objective reality.”
“Every great civilization reaches a point of prosperity where it is possible to live your entire life as a pacifist without any serious consequences………they are the inevitable consequence of being an effete urban twit rREMOVED FROM MEANINGFUL CONTACT WITH REALITY”
And now you know why the hipster mating call is “NOT THE FACE! NOT THE FACE!”
I knew someone who grew up in San Francisco who told me that when he was growing up there was actually an understood rule that while fighting, no one could be punched in the face.
I grew up in the projects in Queens (I know, not as hard as the BK or BX pjs, but still) and we had an understood rule that you first kick out the knees, get your opponent down on the ground and then his/her ass is yours!!!
We went for the nuts in the tenements of Manhattan. Later, in SAC, we called this “Massive Retaliation.”
I dunno about that, man. Back in the ’70s & ’80s, we used to call the Queensbridge Houses “Dodge City” for obvious reasons. It would have been the perfect place to send a cleaning rod shaped rooftop farming engineer to earn his street creds. Posthumously, of course.
I don’t want any undeserved street cred – I did not grow up in the Queensbridge Houses. I grew up in Pomonock, which is pretty awful today but was like a country club compared to other projects back in the 70s and early 80s.
Ravenswood?
Ravenswood is a couple of blocks north of Queensbridge Houses, also on 21st Street.
????
LOL Must’ve been the tenderloin district lol
hah! I’m from manhattan, they go straight for the throat!
A link from the article. This is a scene I wish would happen repeatedly,every day all over gentrified Brooklyn.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2024001/UK-riots-2011-London-Birmingham-people-forced-strip-naked-street.html
rofl….Daily Mail = Ultimate Fail. Total shitrag.
Second picture is ollllllldddd as dirt on a dead goats ass.
First picture? Photojournalist trying to prove reverse racism. “See how scary black people will treat you white male? Run!” . It might be a great way to keep the tripsters out of your neighborhoods though. Spread mockumentaries of ‘bum violence’ with nothing but hipster ‘victims’ all over YouTube and you might get them to remain contained LOL
If it were that easy, these mop handle framed Ponce De Likeyah urban adventurers wouldn’t have set foot in Bushwick back when when the odds of getting mugged in broad daylight were still better than even money.
Attire for the discerning neckbeard on an urban safari:
http://sphotos-b.xx.fbcdn.net/hphotos-snc7/416936_4104383602815_1154009550_n.jpg
Look at the bright side. At least someone is making money by offering the complete hipster uniform in one place. He’s probably laughing himself sick over the markup, too.
Trusting no one without good reasons has served me well… but it’s nice to know I can supposedly be trusted!
Never trust hipsters… I get the impression they are flaky anyway; in not keeping obligations and in their coif/facepubes.. they’d rat out after a twist of the finger too.
Eight formerly annoying Playskool fifth year freshmen cinema arts students , ranging in age from 27 to 34, were beaten to death in front of a large lunchtime crowd at the busy intersection of 73 St. and 5th Avenue, in the Bay Ridge section of Brooklyn yesterday. Several of the deceased were found with multiple stacks of undelivered mail forcibly rammed down their throats. Police say that there were no witnesses and that their deaths were attributed to natural causes. Further investigation was deemed unnecessary.
JAZ: “Yes, I was there, officer.”
Officer:”Well what did you see?”
JAZ: “Not a damn thing”
Postal carrier is about 2 minutes from showing just what a Bronx true New Yorker can deliver. Yesterdays Megan on the train at least represented ‘something’.
These idiots are first rate exaples of what this site is all about.
Repulsive
Fucking great!
Agreed – top notch film. Perhaps a DH film festival is necessary.
Good one! What’s also funny is watching these people toddle around my neighborhood with their parents on the weekends. They try SO hard to be ‘edgy’ in their hipster costumes, piercings, knit hats and skinny pants, but in reality they are just carbon copies of their very ordinary parents–and deep down they know it.
Their parents are also getting payback for all the times their kids made fun of their 70s wardrobes in old family pictures.
“Remember when you made fun of our white-boy Afros, polyester pantsuits, and bell bottoms? We’re saving these pictures of you for *your* kids.”
Being a grandparent is the best revenge…
I wonder if, like in the “Airplane” movie” the group speaks Jive so he or she can translate the postman’s hostility and invective toward these Jane Goodall wannbes.
Or will the video contain captions?
There won’t be any video. These Josh von Strohummuses will get their equipment jacked by a pack of feral yoots during their subway ride back to their studio in GreenBillSchwick.
“Like yah. He loads his bag full of this stuff called mail. He then traverses the urban landscape in sun, rain or snow to deliver it to people’s mailboxes…fascinating. Truly an anachronism and one of the last of his kind. Most modern humans get their info. via email, IMs, FB or twitter.”
I think I saw this “Ironic” bunch on: http://styleblaster.net/
That site should be called “hipstercam.com”
For the modern day Marlon Perkins, hipster tracking devices:
http://gawker.com/5954588/new-fashion-blog-lets-you-spy-in-real+time-on-williamsburg-hipsters
“Williamsburg, Brooklyn, is increasingly coming to resemble an all-year, urban Gathering of the Juggalos…” Quite so. So why would anyone sane want to waste time watching?
It’s a matter of getting a feel for the herd just before the cull. You know, where you find the particularly damaged and deformed ones and put them out of their misery before the main predators pick them out.
Hell, I see this same parade of boring clowns outside my front window every, single, day. It never changes. The weekends are a total nightmare. I’ve been lucky enough to be able to get out of town on weekends lately, but this past weekend I was at home and HOLY SHIT, Friday and Saturday night the street noise from the lowlife party crowd went on until dawn. Large packs of “Like YAHs” roaming drunk and loud up and down the block all night long. And around 4 AM when the clubs close, the herds of losers are all out on the streets. Saturday night I had to break up a fight outside my window between a drunk couple at 5 AM. I could have beaten them both up myself, but I calmed them down easily enough and told them to get off the sidewalk and GO HOME. I got no sleep for 2 days. I hate this place. It’s become really unlivable and the buildings and bars just keep being built. Right now I’m listening to steel piles being driven into the ground for the next new hi-rise towers along the waterfront.
When my son was 3 we had a new cement driveway poured and new brick steps installed.
The contractor was a good guy- former South Philly resident – who did excellent work.
My kid was of course fascinated with the machines, jack hammering etc. They treated him like a mascot. During breaks they sat him in the cement truck and even let him put his feet in the newly poured cement (the imprints are still there.
When we had our steps done, the contractor brought in his uncle,..Enzo.. – a 72 year old Italian bricklayer who still spoke broken English.He’d show up with his tools, dressed in denim coveralls and an old (un-ironic) newsboy cap – like the ones the old bocce players wear.
Again – he would bring my son outside and show him how to point the bricks, lay cement
(he was disappointed that he didn’t speak Italian – an issue he took up with me),
He was at our house for a couple of days. At the end of each day the work area was swept spotless of all debris.
My point to this story is that my son and I would watch him for 10-15 minutes at a time. I’d explain what he was doing.I’d seen many people lay brick. i’ve done a bit myself. i never stopped and gawked in wonder as if he was cat walking on his hind legs.
This guy was a master. Talkin constantly with a cigarette bobbing in his mouth he worked with lightning speed – and with dead on precision and neatness. it was like a ballet (or i guess performance art). it’s something you don’t see very often today.
With any hope this predicted “frankenstorm” will sit over us for days and nature will take it’s course. Maybe just MAYBE, coming off of the 2 storms last year along with this one the DOB will reconsider building so many glass high rises in the middle of a flood zone. I know after Katrina we all had a hell of a time getting flood insurance if we were even 2 miles from the water regardless of how elevated we were from sea level. Don’t know how they’re still getting approval to continue to build like this.
Well, it’s time to add a remote response. So should it be tranquilizer guns, so locals can help themselves to hipster electronic toys while the recipients are still unconscious, or should we just move straight to tasers? I’m leaning toward the latter, because the only thing that improves the view of a tased beardo is singing “Mister Bojangles” while watching.
I’d opt for a falling, Pyhton-esque 50 ton weight. If it’s good enough for Masons then it’ll be fine for hipsters.
Travel lightly, my brother.
Blowguns with curare-tipped darts would be fun. It would appeal to their appreciation of all things quirky.
How about small batch, handcrafted nets made with local cruelty-free, trade fair hemp to scoop them up, should they decide to make a run for it. Oh, the Joy!
http://stlouis.cbslocal.com/2012/10/25/boeing-successfully-tests-microwave-missile-that-takes-out-electronic-targets/
Blow up their iCrap; watch them die of dehydration as they cry themselves to death.
Translation: They revamped a microwave oven.
It never fails to amaze me how technically clueless people are today.
Ok, seriously, is there a story behind this picture? Are these do-nothings really just following around a mailman like it’s some kind of jungle expedition? How do they not get mugged en masse acting like that?
They’re after their “subsidy” checks from mom and dad.
Shit like this is why I choose not to own a gun. Otherwise, I’d have been thrown in prison a long time ago.
http://imgur.com/gallery/0OyOZ – NY islanders relocating to brooklyn in 2015 and have announced a name change and new logo.
“we only use flat blade wooden hockey sticks, you’ve probably never heard of them”
These fucking hipsters and their shit music and their shit fashions…
None of it is original and it is all a cheap ripoff of past scenes.
The people who were invovled in those original scenes are all either dead or are now all grown up working full time jobs.
At this point, the people who sweep and wipe down the filthy bathrooms at McDonalds are more authentic than these try hard, transplant, wanna-be urban, hipster, pieces of shit.
Why did you consider people who work hard sweeping and wiping down filthy bathrooms inauthentic to begin with?
I dont think they are inauthentic. However most people would consider them to be the lowest of the low. But they still are undoubtedly above your average try hard, transplant, wanna-be urban, hipster, piece of shit.
Almost forgot. I saw a Molly in Starbucks the other night. She had about 15 nametags (with different names on them) pinned to her t-shirt from various fast food and retails chains. Go figure.
15 nametags on the same shirt?
WOW!! Way to go Molly!!!
Now that right there is…..
ART ART ART ART ART ART ART ART ART ART ART ART ART ART…
Unique, quirky, Tumblr, Apple, sustainable, urban, non genetically modified, rooftop, rooftop, rooftop….like ya, like….uh….I’m in a band…I’m an artist…I’m an a band with artists, social media, graffiti, unique, quirky, organic rooftop, cycling, Instagram, ya, ya ya…art
It’s between, this, Fishing For Hipsters, and when AngryEel wrote in to tell you he recognized his graffiti as the banner, and all his subsequent hysterical posts.
Fucking for real with recording the mailman!!!? It makes me so happy to realize they will all see this picture and fume with embarrassment while coming up with twisted opinions on DH & clan’s “meathead perspective”. (but not say anything)
“Wow”, as one called-the-fuck-out hipster-fisher bait would say. Wow–
With her Nick Broomfield headphones! Hell no, get the fuck lost!! He is the real deal!
My dog (25 years ago) (R.I.P.) used to follow the mailman around the block for the sole purpose of possibly being fed a treat by the mailman.
Once or twice a month the mailman would bring him a dog biscuit or related snack.
I GUESS MY DOG WAS AN URBAN PIONEER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LIKE, LIKE, LIKE, LIKE, LIKE, LIKE, LIKE, YAH.
Basically these hipsters have lowered themselves to the level of animals.
Animals who shit, sniff shit and sometimes even eat shit too.
Very sad indeed.
Your dog would have had more street smarts, more personality, more sincerity, more actual friends, more independence, more intelligence, more common sense, more basic dignity, more right to call himself “urban”, and better hygiene than anyone in that picture.
I agree 100%
Amen.
I’m willing to bet the man has a wicked sense of humor and managed to make them laugh easily. Later, he’d be heard telling his friends,”You should’ve heard these little white weasles laughing as if I wasn’t talking about their dumb asses. It doesn’t get funnier than that shit.”
Meantime, I wonder if ANY of them thought even once,”The USPS is under serious threat right now which means there are people stressing out about their JOBS all over the country. Why in hell am I following him around like a twatwaffle? Oh. Right…Shit…[insert existential crisis]“
They’re lucky he doesn’t go POSTAL on their skanky asses. We haven’t seen a berserk postal worker for a while, and if this doesn’t qualify as provocation, I don’t know what does.
P.S.
How many of them have iPad mini’s pre-ordered?
Reading up on that topic I came across a comment that whined,”It’s $329?! It would be A LOT EASIER to ask for it as a Christmas gift if it was $200!” Wahhhh Wahhhhhh. So much whining. I think it’s safe to assume it was generated by a 30 year old Pringle Pan.
These guys need a hot cup of non genetically modified coffee bean reality splashed in their smug mugs. Hipsters: experts in whimsy, fake poverty and condescending to the working class. Wow, someone works for a living! I’m going to post to my Tumblr account and then @reply to Quinn, Xander, Logan on Twitter.
Re: the guy on the right…isn’t there an age limit for wearing backpacks when you’re not say, hiking or at least in college?
He just got that backpack for his 40th birthday. Now he can go anywhere in NY and not be more than an arms-length away from his gentrification toys (play-doh, Star Wars action figures, art supplies, IProducts, Spin Doctors greatest hits on vinyl, etc.). All the essentials for urban survival.
Yo you guys better deal with the gentrification and high rent and suburban youth of America coming to your precious Brooklyn because there ain’t no stopping us now.
http://grist.org/news/new-urban-migration-patterns-shaped-by-the-youngs/
Yeah that high rent? You should all be able to afford it because you has no cars. >:V So your all stupid and doing it wrong if you can’t.
What an embarassing bit of shit that is. With word choices like ‘the youngs’, ‘migration’, and focus on idiots willing to live like borgs in beehives, I laughed my ass off imagining the monotonous, high shrill sound of uninterrupted cat fights, whining, and midnight sob fests. ( “Oh Mommy! How could you have stood silently by as you gave me all your retirement funds to pursue my urban pipeline dreams of being lured into a nightmare of Youngs stacked one on top of the other in little hovels filled with dull, dieing dreams! How could you have Mommy?!” ).
Cut back to Mommy and Daddy screwing like rabbits and sleeping in on Sundays, undisturbed and unburdened by the crying and squawking of little Ethan’s continuously open beak.
You’re still in the ghetto ‘Youngs’ ( cough…30 years old…cough ), they just coated it in chrome for you. Works every time.
Shhhhhhhh! Grown ups are speaking, Stevie.
“You can tell D.C.’s getting younger because all the photos of it are getting Instagramy.”
New crop of dipsh*ts arriving this Fall; raise your rents NOW to make way for them. Attention SE: Up your inventory now to avoid the crack shortages later.
So your</I. all stupid and doing it wrong if you can’t.
because you hasno cars
Is that a fact, Jethro? I’ll bet that you’re your own great grandfather.
Well there is the possibity of a bad storm coming. While those of us in emergency services and hard working store owner are gearing up, these dumb fucks are getting ready for their “storm parties” taking us away from dire emergencies so we can go save them when their zany antics go wrong. You know this will happen because its supposed to hit early week. They have infinite leisure time
I caught the weather report this morning about that possibility. You take care of yourself, okay?
Be safe, and watch out for flying hipsters.
Hmmm…..”The Three Megs”, a modern and quirky take on a classic fairytale. The first Meg was built like a a stalk of straw. The second Meg had stick-like limbs. The third Meg was a beastly Cankesaur with a body resembling an abandoned brick factory with a rooftop asbestos farm. The three Megs didn’t build houses. They handcrafted elbow macaroni art on piece of velvet scavenged from discarded sofas. The only huffing, puffing and blowing was done by the three Megs whenever they performed oral sex on Thurlow Wolfjammer, the dashing and funemployed 37 year old kickball star/latte sculptor from FortStuyBushPointBurgSlope, by way of Lincoln, Nebraska. They all developed tertiary syphilis and died of an apparent heroin overdose from some hot bags of Nike purchased on Keap Street. The longtime residents were once again able to live happily everafter.
End of story.
thats all we did during Irene was scrape up hipsters PLAYING in a hurricane.
Couldn’t you have taped some splints and stapled their Dinty Moore lumberjack shirts to their arms and hips, turning them into Mast Bros.-bearded kites? A ten mile per hour breeze would’ve been sufficient to generate lift.
Take care man. I hope not too many real emergencies are put on the backburner because of inebriated, projectile vomiting Joshes and Mollys.
“Toto? I don’t think we’re in Bushwick anymore”.
Bear in mind that “Toto” is the name of her Murse carrying boyfriend.
If there was ever a reason for a hipster beating then these Peter Panster fucks just signed up.
GET A JOB
GET A LIFE
Another example of beta males trying to get their man card. Massive FAIL IMHO.
http://brooklynpaper.com/stories/35/43/24_butcherclass_2012_10_26_bk.html
Training school for the future Daniel Rakowitzes of the neckbeard crowd:
http://serialkillersink.com/images2/daniel+rakowitz.jpg
Don’t want to be caught short when the parental subsidies dry up.
“Like most do-it-yourself projects, butchering saves money. The class is useful for people who want to learn a useful skill as well as keep the cost of their carnivorous habit low, said the chef.”
I thought beekeeping was bad; I can see it now. Unearthly odors coming from Zander and Molly’s apartment after his pathetic attempt to butcher a half without cleaning up the waste and gore; vermin having a picnic with the leftovers; rampant food poisoning from unsanitary perp and storage. Like YAH…
I also love the way that pretentious beardo said “…butchering a whole pig is this chef’s ideal form of meditation.” It’s WORK, you jackass. It’s not a game. It’s done for a purpose.
Not this level of butchering – unless you eat a ton of meat, have many mouths to feed or have a huge walk in fridge.
For example, you can get a whole chicken, break it down into parts and have cutlets that cost next to nothing (and you have the carcass for soup). Cutting up a bigger piece of beef into steaks or a pork roast into chops is easy and cheap. I even tie up my own roasts.
But half of these ninnies are gonna treat this class as some sort of calling and buy a butcher block, cleavers, aprons and straw boaters…and give it up when the realize they don’t have the strength to carry a 100 lb pig carcass up to their 5th floor apartment.
That’s exactly what I foresee happening. Then the carcass gets left downstairs. Thise douches would have a hard time butchering a pigeon from the roof. And that mockery of work will be all over the Interwebs in no time. Even when they lose fingers/toes in the process.
“Even when they lose fingers/toes in the process.”
That’s definitely a positive in my book. Self-amputating multiple digits will effectively end the production of all “handcrafted” bullshit.
To be honest, a lot of this is just porn. In fact, I can’t blame the teachers for accepting the money for the classes. The reality is that for the vast majority of these “students,” they’ll never use what they’ve learned. If actually exposed to a real animal carcass of any sort, they’ll choke like the flying student who finally has to take his first solo flight. What they want to be able to do is brag at parties “I’m doing something oh so much cooler than anything you’re doing,” and know just enough about the details to pretend to be an expert. There’s absolutely no difference between them and the Borders refugees who go to innumerable writer’s workshops and retreats, but amazingly never submit a story. What they want to do is butt into conversations and bray “Well, when I was at Ropewalk, I learned that…”
Now, if it just came down to learning proper butchering techniques, I also don’t have a problem. My issue is with the ones who take one class, assume they’re authorities, and set up a “Ye Olde Butcher Shoppe” in order to show the bumpkins how it’s done. These are the ones where I want to see a beardo version of “Lupo the Butcher”:
I love working with pigs. It’s the closest thing to a hipster.
Pigs possess a higher level of intelligence. So do shrews, cockroaches, pocket lint and one-celled organisms.
That’s a wound, the stomach will bleed and bleed. That’s a kill, careful not to foul your blade on the ribs.
I’m old enough to know that this isn’t the first time this has been a trend.
There was a big wave in the late 1970s/early 80s when all the ex-hippies got married, had kids and got jobs and all of a sudden you couldn’t turn around without hitting a new book on how cool it was to renovate an old farmhouse, pickle and can vegetables, butcher your own meat and build raised bed garden plots out of repurposed industrial scrap materials.
Most of it was lifestyle bullshit and most of those borderline hippies just became regular yuppies as the Dow climbed through the 80s and 90s…the same path that will be followed by todays hipsters.
Hipsters=hippies. Always have, always will. Just a new generation.
Yeah, but they’ll be digging out their old issues of Mother Earth News once the crash destroys their 401Ks…
http://www.therightscoop.com/disqusting-new-obama-ad-asks-who-would-you-rather-do-it-with-obama-or-romney/
I don’t mean to bring politics in here but this is a new low for political ads. But my purpose for posting this is the Moo-Molly in the ad.
Moo-molly is Lena Dunham.
An insult to women voters. Repulsive on so many levels.
And the Gen Y Elizabeth Wurtzel continues to follow in her mentor’s footsteps. I’d make all sorts of commentary about Dunham’s recent book deal and the book’s inevitable cratering, but I honestly thought that Wurtzel’s career implosion in the late Nineties would have given her a good dose of humility, too.
Dumb & Dumber are well versed in lowering the bar every time either opens his mouth. It’s a ripoff of a Putin ad, anyway.
1.) Lena Dunham, you’re no Sarah Silverman.
2.) You’re doing it with the guy from the awful band fun.[sic] You’re not one to talk.
3.) I’m a very liberal Democrat, and I still approve the disgust at this message.
“Lena Dunham, you’re no Sarah Silverman.”
More like a female Matthew Silver…
Don’t sweat it. You bring it up for the right reason: this is less an actual political ad than an excuse for her to stand up and squeal “Look at MEEEEEEEEEE!” I’d be just as disgusted at the waste of perfectly good campaign money if it had been a Romney ad. Hell, I get the impression that Dunham would be campaigning for Charles Manson if it meant she got a little more unwarranted attention.
“Hell, I get the impression that Dunham would be campaigning for Charles Manson if it meant she got a little more unwarranted attention.”
Considering that Lena the Hyena is a dead ringer for Lynette “Squeaky” Fromme,
http://www.equinoxtheatredenver.com/uploads/2/9/2/0/2920949/1552449_orig.jpg
it wouldn’t be a stretch.
What would have made this film priceless is if they gotTom Sizemore or Gary Busey to come out and say, “ya know…switching sides and voting for O is like smoking crack for the first time…..and when he wins….it’s like going to “Celebrity Rehab”…and you desperately want more crack, – I mean you’re hooked, right? – but you have to wait 4 years to light the pipe – excuse me – pull the lever again. So in the meantime, you do what every normal American does: Drinks heavily, films himself having relations with a couple of crack wh*res and kills ‘em with a steak knife”.
http://www.gladstonegallery.com/dunham.asp
Carroll Dunham, Lena’s rich daddy and his “overtly sexualised pop art”.
ART, ART, ART, ART, ART, ART.
http://www.art21.org/artists/laurie-simmons/images
Laurie Sommons, Doughy’s mom. (Her mom was impregnated by a horse, explaining her looks).
Simmons stages photographs and films with paper dolls, finger puppets, ventriloquist dummies, and costumed dancers as “living objects,” animating a dollhouse world suffused with nostalgia and colored by an adult’s memories, longings, and regrets.
ART, ART, ART, ART, ART, ART
See where she gets her horsey looks from.
So Doughy Dunham is campaigning for Romney now. Of course she’s comparing voting Obama with sex. Every generation post Beavis and Butthead or 90210 compares everything with sex and bodily functions because they don’t know anything else.
I’m not going to blame my entire generation, because I don’t consider myself to think that way, but I know the attitude you’re referring to and it is despicable. People so obsessed with linking things to sex that they become scared of any kind of interpersonal relationship and don’t understand the concept of friendship, or even basic civility.
To people like that, any close friendship with someone of the same sex has gay undertones. Any attempt to even talk to a member of the opposite sex means you’re hitting on them. And treating children with anything other than a businesslike coldness, and that only when absolutely unavoidable, makes you a paedophile.
They would honestly rather shut themselves off from the rest of the world and avoid people in general than do anything that “someone” might interpret as sexual (i.e., anything at all involving another person.) They’re obsessed with and terrified of sex at the same time, so, as Internet “culture” has proved, they develop some sexual attitudes and fantasies that genuinely are disturbing.
These are the people who think that of COURSE, say, FDR and Churchill were “gay for one another” and Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is a story about a child molester. How could it be otherwise? It doesn’t occur to them that they’re the only ones coming up with that interpretation in the first place, and it might say more about what’s wrong with them.
They’re most commonly found in suburbia, where they can push laws through that reflect this world view, and raise their kids under it too. They believe it is acceptable to prosecute 6-year-olds for sexual harassment – scratch that, they believe it is even possible for a 6-year-old to commit sexual harassment – but they’ll happily let the same children be exposed to, say, Anonymous. Much better to have them stay inside on the beautiful free-speech research tool than go out to play dangerous, “homoerotic” sports and get abducted, right?
I wonder what those kids are prone to becoming when they get older?
actually, ronald reagan made this joke first, back in 1980.
i’m a liberal, and not a huge fan of reagan, but i’d rather talk to him than moo-molly.
http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/election-2012/wp/2012/10/26/ronald-reagan-not-lena-dunham-had-the-first-first-time-voting-joke/
Jerry Seinfeld and Colin Quinn on the hipster infestation of Brooklyn:
“if they were really hipsters, how could there be so many of them?”
Seinfeld
This blog and all it’s participants are all butt hurt because they suffer from a bit of LOOK AT MEEEEEi’sm but don’t get the attention they crave like the faggy hipsters they hate so much. FAGGOTS. Have fun insulting me, this is a waste of time.
And that English Lit degree really paid off, didn’t it?
Stevie’s other aliases must have the day off.
Have fun insulting you? Stevie, you’re the one who began his first appearance as this sock puppet with the greeting ” hello faggots”. Like WE are the ones following YOU around on your site being a little dick. And butt hurt? You still haven’t addressed the fact that you bit like a trout on a mayfly then ran away like a little bitch when you met Kaiser Soze.
Lets Check the Brooklyn job postings…….Hmmmmmm…whats this? Lego Engineer?!!!
http://newyork.craigslist.org/brk/edu/3359857021.html
Umm, it wants you to have an Engineering degree or be working on one. Hipsters aren’t into engineering.
Isn’t that a requirement to work as a latte foam sculptor; or, did they lower the standards?
I’m giving this a pass. The job requires availability between the hours of 1-5PM during the school year and 9-5 during the summer.
This would be perfect for the engineer attending graduate school or someone who just graduates and is looking for a job until something more lucrative comes along.
Unfortunately hipster fascination with kids’ toys sorta gave a bad rap to Legos. Legos has lines that cater strictly to the sciences. I got a set through an educational company for my kid when he was 4. He built a transmission, bridge, etc. As a result he learned how gears work, moments, cantilevers, arches, different types of structural components, etc.
The only thing he didn’t learn was the effect of dropping his tub of legos out of a 5th story live/work/art ARt ART space and on to some Josh’s head.
Don’t worry, Pat. He’ll learn that if he studies “Strength of Materials” in high school. Dropping the tub involves knowledge of compression and load factors. If he does study this subject, he’ll also learn about tensile strength. That will come in handy when observing a hipster having his arms and legs pulled out their sockets.
Yeah. You gotta make it gruesome and practical. Screw vector forces and load paths.
He’ll learn about the coefficient of friction when I tie my MIL to my back bumper and drage her around the cul-de-sac.
Somehow, I can’t see very many of them with a copy of Smolley’s four combined tables sitting like quirky artifacts on whimsical book shelves.
I witnessed a hipster trying to talk ‘maths’ to a girl at a party who was a student in astrophysics. He asks her what she does for a living. She says she’s full time studying advanced mathematics, etc etc during that semester. He says,”Oh, like Calculus or Trig’?”, then goes on to quote her some shit he read off of Physorg, as if he’s a real brainiac. He goes on blabbering about black holes, dropping Hawkings name, uses the word ‘quarks’ and ‘dark matter’ about four times, ….blurgh…it was like watching some old pilot stick his arm out the window and shoot his own plane down while he’s in the cockpit…
…when Mr.Blowhard finally takes a breath, she gets up, shakes his hand and says,”It was really nice listening to you condescend to me about things you know nothing of and never once asking what I thought about any of it. I’m sure you’ll be a real joy for the next poor woman whose presence and intelligence you’ll assault. Maybe you should stick with first talking about things you actually understand, then work from there. Good luck.”. She wasn’t mean about it at all but his face fell about five stories ROFL!!
He should’ve joined his face for the trip. These fucking frauds walk around with huge volumes of works by obscure Walloon poets jammed into the pockets of their 19th century frock coats, always mindful to have the front cover facing outward so that everyone can marvel at their eclectic taste in literature. Meanwhile, there’s a Mexican sex comic tucked in the middle of the book.
Myself, I’m so ashamed of my love of obscure Walloon poetry that I hide the book inside the Mexican sex comic.
Oh, here is one that is in the filed of ART ART ART ART ART ART ART ART ART ART!
Well, at least you get to handle ART. Mostly unpacking, and carrying. but it pays 32 k
http://www.brooklynmuseum.org/about/careers/career_description.php?id=270
“Responsibilities: The individual in this position must be able to work responsibly under supervision either as a member of a team or alone. Duties include transporting and handling art for installations and handling, maintaining, and cleaning art props and storage areas. The Art Handler will perform heavy difficult tasks, which may require working on or from vehicles, ladders, scaffolds, platforms, etc.” Etc., Etc.
They basically require a high school diploma, a drivers license and a strong back for this job. A skinny beardo trustafarian weakling from Pennsylhiowasota with an MFA in Drama And Performance Studies or PhD in Art History Of Papier Mache Making would be overqualified, and you have to join a scary union, OMG!
As for maintaining and cleaning stuff? Molly, Meghan, Kaitlynn, Caleb, Josh, Cord, Quinn and Kyle can’t even keep their $4500/mo authentic Brooklyn loft clean, how would they have any knowledge of how to keep a museum clean?
Last but not least, $31,923.00 salary isn’t even a quarter of what the parental subsidies are. “But Mawwwwwmmm, that salary doesn’t even cover my artisanal food and craft beer bills! Keep sending the money!”
and if you have a PhD in ART ART ART ART ART ART you can apply for this baby:
http://www.brooklynmuseum.org/about/careers/career_description.php?id=257
but this requires 35 grueling hours a week. no way a hipster could do it
I bet you they pay less for this position than the other one you posted!
I had a brother in law who was a master carpenter and worked at the Museum of Natural History. Great job for a carpenter and he was good. Always building exhibits. Anyway, he had full access to the Museum and was nice enough to take me and my family on a behind the scenes tour of the Museum. Low and behold we stumble upon the guy holding any child’s dream job. The Paleontologist that was busy assembling a dinosaur. Nice guy, let my kids touch the bones. We got around to talking. He is the top PhD in his field. He made $22k a year. He was well off and could afford it but he said there was a thousand just like him ready to take his job at that salary. Now I dump on ART ART ART all the time but the people at the top of their field in “real” art should at least be able to make a good living. The Brooklyn is a good museum, but sadly you are right. The PhD curator of Asian or Islamic arts should make more than $31k. I guess all those that call themselves “artists” or “curators” have devalued the profession
Professions, such as paleontologists and PhD holders for various art specialties, are pretty much “slot-limited”. There are only so many openings available. The only people raking in the geld are the administrators and department heads at museums. But, at least people like this guy are working in the field they paid all that tuition to study. These useless wastes of oxygen who buy degrees in Analytical Play-Doh Applications deserve to be at the bottom of the foodchain.
And usually, sad to say, most of those slots only open up when the person who had it before them dies. Palaeontology is particularly bad in that situation: if you’re lucky enough to get an academic position with tenure, you hang on for dear life, because it’s a perfect position for someone with a serious love of science but who can’t handle the math requirements for astronomy or physics.
Now that’s the kind of artist I love to hear about. Someone who learns an actual skill, has an actual talent, and puts in the time for the love of what they are doing. I was always fascinated by the dioramas of Paleolithic trilobites or Precambrian jellyfish or ancient bears or Neanderthal man in the Natural History Museum. Such an under appreciated art form. You not only have to be creative, you have to be exact. You have to be a scientist as well as an artist. You can be both. You are not expressing your emotions or feelings. You are going beyond them. You are creating something far far greater.
If that was a realistic career option at the time I would have jumped on it. It truly is a shame that it pays so little and offers so few opportunities.
Hmmm – says nothing about passing a background check, so it seems pervs can apply.
Anyone with a degree in engineering would be wasting their time for $20 an hour. Hell, a majority of adults in this country don’t have an understanding of engineering or physics or architecture; those kids have no chance. Just let them play with some legos for fuck’s sake.
Oh, geez. On its face, the basic idea is sound enough, but first look at the requirements: vehicle AND a secure place to store the gear. Then look at the site and note that most of the classes they’re offering (which run about $120 per kid) only run one day per week. $20 per hour sounds great…until you realize you’re making maybe 60 dollars a week, and maybe $120 during the summer.
True but like I said – this may the perfect job for say – a graduate student, an intern or say a retired teacher or engineer.
As I posted earlier I bought a set of legos that are strictly for educational purposes. My son, then 4 years old learned a lot.
The unfortunate thing is, like art, Legos got f**cked with hipster image cause all they did was play around with them – which is great unless your an unemployed poet and your building a scale replica of Falling Water in the middle of a coffee, hunched over and observing everything like he’s Frank Lloyd f**cking Wright.
We have an educational camp near us that does business every summer. You drop your kid off and they deal strictly with science. It’s not cheap – about 400 bucks for a week.
I played around with the idea of having an afterschool “day care” for say grades 2-4 where the facility dealt with science, computers and had video games, legos, etc as well as experiments in the sciences.
You’d have a lot of 31 year old second to fourth graders with waxed moustaches lining up to register.
You mean oiled beards.
Wax mustaches are sooooooo last week.
Yes these no-job having, urban outfitters clad douches upset me just as much as the next guy. But seriously, where should a 35 year old, real, actual working artist (who makes a measily 50K if he’s lucky) live in NYC? Been here for 8 years. Have lived in Bed Stuy, Bushwick, Flatbush. Am I part of the problem by default if I buy a place in Bushwick? Should I teach myself to like gas station coffee and moe to NJ to keep it real? Will it upset the editors of this fine (non attention seeking) blog if i enjoy a kale salad once in a while (or want to live past 60)? I grew up in Oakland then Brooklyn. I hate hipsters too. Where’s a guy like me to live? Ridgewood? Kensington? Damned if you do fucked if you don’t, basically, right? Is there such thing as a desirable gentrifier? What about the average Brooklynite making some of that disposable coin off these clueless twats? Is that permissible? Give me a pass? Set me straight?
Ask Ann Landers, not us.
You’re gainfully employed and not a preening narcissist. And, you’re an actual artist instead of a slumming funemployed pretender…pass. It’s easy.
http://www.nypost.com/p/news/local/bloomberg_roads_mass_transit_cyclists_P9epgAzzLnSZxGqXECwaTI
“Cyclists and pedestrians and bus riders are as important, if not, I would argue more important, than automobile riders,” he said.
Thank you Brooklyn for attracting and harboring these faggot hipster bike fiends.
Fuck Bloomdouche.
He is preparing for the mass emigration of Chinese folks who are used to bicycles, in cities in particular, as a primary method of transportation. America is a wonderful country to live in for sheer physical amenities and comfort alone, and many people still want in on it and the salary they would receive here is still better than they’d normally be used to. The health care and educational opps are better. The ability to take a lot for granted is also available.
Ahh yes… those who have to commute to work, preferably on their own schedule, because these fucking douchenuggets made rents unbearably high, are not important. And what about those of us on motorcycles? I give pedal bikers courtesy and watch out for them only to have these flyover fucks nearly cause an accident because my presence on the road was inconvenient.
I hear ya – same damned thing in DC. That’s why I take Metro downtown now. It’s like a video game sometimes.
I keep staring at their feet lately. And, I realized, looking at this picture is that they wear moccasins now. From the 70s. Moccasins. Like Indians. Weird.
It’s true. And for a group that’s so whimsical, original and creative they’re pretty easy to have pegged.
Buttoned ankle boots and spats will be the next fashion craze to be “discovered”
http://img3.etsystatic.com/000/0/5319058/il_fullxfull.207839503.jpg
Pediatrists everywhere are celebrating.
If I was one of the neighbors I would’ve called the cops because unless it’s for a documentary that’ll air on PBS or something that is just creepy.
Another hipster spotted….
http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/jacksutter/tgt-tight-a-new-kind-of-wallet?ref=home_popular
I laughed my ass of at your comments in the Post the other day.
Just the right size for a stash, a pipe, and a lighter. Hmmm…
http://www.etsy.com/listing/108541034/5-bag-25-gallon-cascading-enema-system
Butthurt in a bottle for butthurt. Quick, start a quickstarter.
Aaaaahhhhhhhgghhhh! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE!
Oh my… so that’s how they fit into skinny jeans… gross
Just got back from a walk and spotted some beared cockrag taking photos of the GROUND while nasally honking to his skinny-fat zooeyfied girlfriend about photographic inspiration or some shit. A huge gust of wind swept by and knocked him on his ass about 10 feet from where he was standing as his iPhone whipped out of his hand across the street into a puddle. Best hurricane moment ever.
Excellent! I was looking out the window about twenty minutes ago and saw the first flying fixie casualty. Mr. Slinky Arms was just passing the Hoyt-Schermerhorn station entrance near Bond St. and was literally blown sideways into the rear end of a double parked MTA box truck. From what I was able to see, his front rim looked like an oval. The fucking human kite just sat in the street staring at the truck’s ass before he decided to walk with what was left of his bike,
Guys I didn’t think of this until now, but it’s serious… what is going to happen to all the bees and chickens when Sandy hits?!?!?!? Getting really concerned for the hipsters.
Oh wait, no I’m not. I’m sure they all had their parents buy flights back to Oshkosh as soon as they heard about it. Gotta keep Iris and Amber and Callum and Kyle safe.
This makes me ill.
Hipster adult-children are beyond rude. They are some of the rudest F-ing ppl I have ever encountered, whether it is on the subway, the bus, coffee shops, laundromat, etc etc. Just 100% obnoxious, in your face, rude as hell a-holes. This picture sums up how clueless and idiotic these people are.
You have to be shitting me. These asswipes are following a postman and gawking at the guy while doing his job? Then again, steady work is likely a strange concept to these assclowns.