There is a lot to dislike about hipsters. First off, they look like total cunts.

Their ridiculous lumberjack beards* or some Poirot inspired retro mustache usually teamed up with a fucking top knot, knitted beanie or maybe a City gents bowler hat and black rimmed glasses that they don’t need. Skinny jeans and a Victorian smoking jacket with matching fob watch is a must.

Then there is the interest in obscure films and music. Nothing wrong with that, probably better than some of the mainstream shite they flood the market with but its the aloofness and cliquey in-jokes that the plebs are missing out on the nuances of Congolese folk and 1920’s Luxembourgian jazz fusion or Finnish film noir thrillers.

Most look like they need a good meal because they don’t put in a hard days graft for a living. Sorry Jonty, busking on the accordion outside the tube station doesn’t count. They love anything artisan or better still served in a jam jar, beer, cereal…these cunts aren’t fussy. And pop-up food trucks serving kimchi dumplings? You cant move for bellends on penny farthings and fixie bikes.

Hipsters? They need beating with their retro Gameboys.

Ironically of course.

* Not to be confused with the non-hipsters of the Beard Appreciation Society – Stockport chapter.

https://ninjajournalist.com/entertainment/ridiculous-hipsters-tb/3/

Nominated by : Liberal Liquidator