I talk about DH all the time, to the point of madness. Even late last night when I was completely exhausted I talked to my girlfriend about DH. Usually it’s met with a yawn. But last night we had a really good discussion about it. This is what she had to say – and I now further really am coming to grapple with their perspective.
“Picture your situation in my mind – 20 years ago, you have a family, friends, stores all around you that are familiar to you. You walk down the street and you know everyone’s name. The businesses are mostly all owned by local people. If you were a kid back then, your family felt you could walk to and from school safely because everyone in the area knew who you were and would keep a watchful eye out. It was a community of people – like with like. That’s all anybody wants.
“SO, move forward 20 years and now what do we have here – like with unlike. And the unlike are taking over. You don’t walk down the street anymore and see all those local businesses. Everyone you know has either died or moved away. You don’t have any idea who three quarters of the people on your block are. They all like different things from you, they only go to their own bars and businesses. They could care less about integrating into what was once YOUR town. It’s a slow suffocation and you fight to get air among people you don’t know, don’t care about and really really resent. And you start to hate them because you feel entitled to hate – this is your fucking place NOT theirs. ”
Die Hipster.com is good for venting. That’s all. There is no way to EVER come to a conclusion here because people just want to feed off other people’s anger. Ironically this is the only place where the ‘hipster’ and the ‘local’ talk – albeit not nicely. So there is no reason to try to find a common ground aside from that one.
It’s like a girl trying to explain to a bunch of guys why they can’t stop looking at women or why they like sports so much. The guys are having a great time looking at women passing by or talking/playing sports. And then some party-pooper woman comes over and starts explaining why they are like that – because of their hormones…etc. Her explaining to them, on a science or sociological level, why they are like that is not going to change the way they act. They enjoy it too much. It’s the same here on this blog and with all you like-minded people – you like having something in common with one another. You like riffing off of one another. You like it because it gives you a sense of entitlement again, some strength in numbers. You like it because you feel less suffocated from the overwhelming numbers of ‘hipsters’ who plague your streets.”
Unfortunately, the hipsters won’t stop coming. This blog is the only solution to your problems. So, write on.”
This is what I came upon like a storm and I couldn’t see past the anger and hatred. It drove me – physically affected me to be attacked on a blog. But now that I can understand more and more why it was done, I think I am reaching a peace with the blog and can move on.