@someguy I don't remember the part of the article where the unemployed author explains that he's so privileged that he could be making the exact amazing thing you'd like him to make with the aforementioned privilege. But anyway, instead of writing an article on the internet, what exactly is it he should he be doing? And for that matter, what should I be doing with my life? Please advise.
@LondonLee It may be unclear how obvious the vitriol directed towards 'hipsters' is meant for 'poseurs' but I agree that it's definitely the crux of the issue and that people need to start using it correctly for one important reason: the word Hipster (as used now) is both complimentary and derogatory. Which makes it as useless as the now dictionary approved "literally".
@SayNoToGrossBeer You aren't the only one, I just thought it moot to quibble with nobody, but while I'm here GREEN CHIMNEYS IN THE FORTIES WHAT?! And why is Bemsha ahead of Rhythm-a-ning no no no nonononowrong.
@Ham Snadwich - well, Makers is probably better served in ice anyhow. I do find ordering bourbon on rocks generally results in a huge glass full of both ice and booze. If you order the cheaper stuff like that or Jamesons, usually it's not getting measured out. If your barkeep is being cheap about the inexpensive booze, it's time to reconsider ever returning to that bar.
Your drink will be served cold and iceless if your bartender is your friend and that's what you want.
@djfreshie "But I like my drinks cold!"
Why are you guys still ordering drinks that allow bartenders to use buckets of ice, taking precious alcohol space away?
Guys: Neat. Neat drinks. Neat drinks everytime. You get your money's worth and you prove who your real bartender friends are. Stop it with the ice. You give them all the power.
@ejcsanfran "The opposite of Karaoke singing isn't listening. The opposite of karaoke singing is leafing through the songbook." -Lan Freebowitz
You can sing whatever the fuck you like at karaoke, because it is probably as selfish an activity there is, and anyone who thinks they're "entertaining" the other patrons with their upbeat hits don't have a damn clue. E'rybody jus waitin for their turn to sing B. Ad's Everything I do I do it for you and hope the A/R guy secretly making notes in the back about who to sign to their big dollar superstar record contract notices their dynamic nuance, improvised gestures, and ability to imitate at times all three of Bryan, Rod, and Sting, even though they sang a different song from a different movie together. Literally.
And that was the last time I ever fished, went swimming, or looked at water.