German is not the Rammstein of my youth. Atleast the youth that always associated Germany with Rammstein.
Now Germany is full of Hipsters. If you can call them that. Europe’s Hipsters don’t seem like the type of Hipsters you’d expect to see in America. Or, they’re all recent college graduates who enjoy looking like jackasses in public…okay, fine. I guess we are all the same. A Hipster in Germany is no different than a Jewish Hipster in Brooklyn or Rhode Island or Vermont or Philadelphia or New Orleans. Fine.
But I want to know: Where is team Hipster America? How can we call these the Hipster Olympics’ if we haven’t untrained our slovenly-est and most pretentious post-college grads to compete in this thing?
This Berlin event was not in bad form – it was a day to have fun, make fun of Hipster stereotypes, and poke fun at ourselves (whoaaa we have sooo much in common!).
- Skinny jeans tug of war
- Horn rimmed glasses toss
- Turning vinyl records
- The Price is Right game with Apple products
-Pretty Girls with (fake) Mustaches
Does this sound like fun? Because it is. You could try to start your own Hipster Olympics in your own town. But that takes a lot of planning, effort, and locating enough people who wouldn’t feel threatened to call themselves Hipsters and then proceed to make fools of themselves in public. I know instead of doing all that work you’ll just play on your dodgeball team and keep to yourself. Like always.
What I’m trying to tell you is that Germany is better AND more ironic than America. We’ve lost World War III: The War of Irony. Who wouldathunk that Germany would beat us to the punch?
Also, Germany loves their rap/hip hop. Never understood why. Listening to hip hop ironically, made by people whose lives I will never begin to understand, is a much better solution. Then again, Germany doesn’t have James Murphy.
/// Photos with snarky captions at The Local