You there. You don’t like hipsters do you? No. Nobody does. Hipsters are a scourge on society, what with all their strange facial hair and their penchant for foods and drinks you’ve never heard of. What’s wrong with a pint of Fosters anyway? Exactly. Posers. Showoffs. Get back to Shoreditch.
Except hipsters don’t just live in Shoreditch, do they? They haven’t done since the turn of the millennium. Hipsters have infiltrated society, putting food in zinc-adonised minibuckets and drinking obscure spirits from Guatemala. Hipster culture is everywhere, in your newsfeed, in your local pub, in your coffee. Hipsters have changed the way you live, whether you like it or not. I, for one, am glad.
The disdain for hipsters (and mostly for their beards, which to be honest, have been disappearing of late) has come from the natural progression of trends. Lashing out at cool stuff is a national pastime. I say that the modern hipster has helped to bring new tastes into our lives, and judging by the reaction to this Tweet, I’m not the only one:
UNPOPULAR POSITIVE OPINION: Hipsters drag obscure trends into the light so the rest of us can enjoy new experiences
— hyggoth🌙✨ (@Shinybiscuit) January 10, 2017
Far from the Nathan Barleys of over fifteen years ago, hipsters are helping to buck trends in beer, just as they have with food, spirits, clothes, hairstyles and music. Am I a hipster? Maybe. I live somewhere too isolated to really be able to tell. Where I am, a hipster is still somebody who prefers Bombay Sapphire to Gordons.
Thanks to those sweet, sweet hipsters, good coffee is now standard. Shakshuka is an acceptable alternative to bacon and eggs. Records are no longer obsolete. My Joy Division-themed Christmas cards (hand-made, you’d have loved them) were a roaring success. Craft, niche, bespoke and artisan are all words we scoff at but actually denote a level of care, obsession and quality in production that is often lacking in a lot of the products we buy.
Without the hipster, would enough people know what a DIPA was in order to make it a finacially viable product? Without the hipster paving the way, would people love Common Grounds as much?
It’s cool to drag the hipster. But it’s cooler to accept that they made your life a little bit better. Love your local hipsters.