It begins with cavemen, like all things begin. Then Socrates took up the helm. Then, somehow thousands of years went by before beatniks came about in the 1950s to take up the Hipster mantra. From Dylan (a supposed Beatnik?) came the hippies.
And it goes on, and on. Sometimes I snickered. Sometimes I had a shit-eating grin on my face because I am totally not like one of these Hipsters at all. Sure I’ve got glasses. And I
think know I’m better than everyone else. But I didn’t ruin PBR. You can’t ruin a really shitty beer that already tastes like ass.
I guess my point is this:
“These days it’s more trendy to complain about hipsters than it is to be a hipster” - siricus
I hope a new trend comes soon because this trend is way to repetitive and unoriginal. Good trends are never repetitive or unoriginal. Never. Repetitive. Or unoriginal.