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May 30, 2008

Dawn Summers and I might have different politics…

but we both hate Fake Brooklyn hipsters:

Fred lead me to the edge of Hipsterville: Williamsburgh. And this bar was clearly Hipsterville Central. It’s called “the candy store” — but there is no candy to be found anywhere. Like that equally fruity “Grocery Store” place in Manhattan that is really just a bar.
I walked inside and there were hipsters EVERYWHERE. Jeans and ironic white T-shirts and buttons with sayings on them. OMG. How is there not been a task force commissioned to study how to control this scourge? I walked inside where a hipster announced that this was the last reading series of the year and encouraged us to buy the books being read at some hipster selling them in the foyer and our purchases probably went to some hipster cause like saving the dying chalupas in the Amazon rainforest. Or is that a taco bell sandwich?

Posted by Karol at 11:08 AM |
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that’s me. that’s me.

Posted by: nds at May 30, 2008 at 1:15 pm

So you’re not moving back to Greenpoint anytime soon then? I might actually go back for the pad thai the next time I’m back…mmm ;-)

Posted by: Steff at May 31, 2008 at 5:56 am

Well, I for one miss that “Grocery Store”.
They don’t sell baby food.

Posted by: Mark Poling at June 3, 2008 at 1:56 am
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