I often listen to indie bands. Eraserheads lang ang nagdala ng mainstream sakin. What the majority like, I will sometimes hate with ardent passion.
Après mois, les fucking hipsters.
So what’s my problem with hipsters? They’re f***ing posers who stole our style. We, the alpha nerds of the 90’s, have always been the non-conventional type of human beings. We never claimed to be hipsters because the true and genuine hipsters flourished in the 1940’s. And most of them are dead now. There’s no actually ‘we’. People like me never organized a sub-culture group. It just happens that in a community of human beings, there are always the lone nerds, and I am one of those few special breed.
Our look has always been ridiculed. Well, at least the geeks. Nerds are somewhat different. Sometimes respected. Sometimes feared. But most of the times, hated. It was due to my political prowess in highschool that I never got bullied (a politician is always a friend of everyone). I was considered a freak because I don’t normally do what others do. And yes, I am a freak for so many other reasons.
Apart from nerd, which is a pejorative then, and even now I think, there is no other word to classify or describe people like me. I often describe myself as anomalous.
In 2010, designers and fashionistas picked up some thick-rimmed glasses and declared NERD IS THE NEW COOL. P***ngina much with feelings ha! Tatawanan nila tapos glorified na ngayon?
So now, I’m supposed to be the coolest person on earth. But no! The nerd look was given the name “hipster”. They wear glasses even if they have perfect vision. And for the sake of being trend, they would carry poetry books, write sloppy poems, but some are just plain boring dim-wits who are fabulously clothed with supposedly thrifty apparel (which is NEVER cheap) from “thrifty” shops (they’re actually shops selling vintage-like clothing with shitty sky-rocketing f***ingly impossible prices).
Now they also have beards, unbelievably skinny pants, tote bags, and they’re anorexic skinny. What’s with being skinny? They only eat organic food. Yeah, some organic sh*t like weed. They can’t shove down a steak in their thin throats.
These are some of the elements which disqualify me from being described of something that came from my very essence.
They say it’s a lifestyle, it’s their sub-culture. But it’s just really about the look. The effing look.
They keep on saying that it’s all about being just you and individuality, but they’re all together like a herd of bleating sheep. It’s all about appearing to be something. Why call them hipsters when they would be perfect if they’re called “f***ing posers”?
I want to kill a hipster today. Trip ko lang.