Let’s assume this thing isn’t a hoax or an art project by a recent Oberlin grad who thinks he’s bohemian because he found bedbugs in his beard.
Do you tap the family trust fund? Do you idolize Dan Deacon? Are you SO not worried about getting swine flu ’cause that shit only happens to poor people?
They’re not looking for hipsters. They’re looking for entitled idiots. And wait, before you say it, I’m well aware. The terms ‘hipster’ and ‘entitled idiot’ have been synonyms for close to a decade now. But come on, isn’t hipster rage about as tired as PBR and trucker caps? Of course there are plenty of ridiculous, pretentious idiots in Williamsburg-and New York as a whole for that matter. But would you rather be living in a stripmall in the exurbs of Richmond where alt culture consists of seeing The String Cheese Incident perform on Friday at that state-run amphitheater next to Applebees? (I’m from VA, so I can make fun). Personally, I’d rather be in a place like Williamsburg where people appreciate film, music, and fashion, even if I do have to put up with people named Unicornicopia and the neighborhood’s other goofy excesses.
I hope the hipsterhood reality series is for real. That way we can pin all our hipster rage on a handful of dipshits and begin recognizing the difference between artists, people who are cool, and entitled morons. We clearly need a few sacrificial lambs and anyone who would answer that casting call is a perfect fit.