Hipsters

I take careful care to cultivate an aesthetic, by which I hope you’ll judge me.

The hipster archetype is at best a broad generalization and at worst a straw man
for people to direct their own insecurities about being “cool”.

Refusal of admittance

Irony

The whole point of hipsters is that they avoid labels and being labeled. However,
they all dress the same and act the same and conform in their non-conformity.
Doesn't the fact that there is a hipster look go against all hipster beliefs? Hipsters
are supposed to hate anything mainstream or trendy.

First and foremost, hipsterism is about stuff. It’s the natural byproduct of a
consumption-obsessed culture with a thriving middle class.

The second element is pastiche, the hodgepodge blending of elements from pop
culture to create a sensibility.

Finally there’s irony, a knee-jerk way for hipsters to emotionally distance

themselves from sincerely appreciating things. While the hipster’s ironic
sensibility has always been the subject of ire, pretending to be disaffected isn’t
exactly a novel concept among people who are “cool.” The James Deans and
Fonzies of the world never got the girl by gushing. Instead, they made them
swoon by pretending they didn’t give a damn.

Lack of originality

After all, in the rubble of this fury, what remains for artists and bohemians who
are legitimately trying to be part of a counterculture? You get the sense that if
Jimi Hendrix were to show up in Echo Park today, he’d be publicly mocked in a
style section piece on blipsters for wearing a feathered fedora. Duchamp would
have given up as soon as he appeared on dadaist-or-douchebag.com. And Warhol
would be demonized as a hipster gentrifier for setting up his factory in a
Brooklyn warehouse. Critics continue to complain that we live in an era where all
art is derivative and devoid of substance. But if Hendrix, Duchamp, or Warhol
were alive today, we’d be doing our damnedest to derail their self-expression,
dismissing them as fucking hipsters.

As Pandamonium illustrates, there’s no shortage of hipsters worthy of our

mocking. But our challenge is to make the distinction between the artists and the
pandas. Otherwise, when the next generation finds its own Jackson Pollock, John
Coltrane, or Dorothy Parker, we’re likely to stifle their talents with our
misappropriated cynicism. Or worse, we’ll turn them into a joke.
“one who possesses tastes, social attitudes, and opinions deemed cool by the
cool. The Hipster walks among the masses in daily life but is not a part of them
and shuns or reduces to kitsch anything held dear by the mainstream.”

In short, hipsters are those who shun the status quo, reject trends, and thrive for
individualism. They compose the world’s creative and contemporary hipster
subculture.

Another reason the hipster subculture has downgraded to its negative status is
its lack of originality. Hipsters do not offer anything new to the table and just
merely copy what other eras have produced. They talk about individuality but
they end up “dress[ing] the same, act[ing] the same and conform[ing] in their
non-conformity.” The fact that they have a hipster look makes them digress on
the philosophy of individualism they are espousing.