The endless debate over how to classify hipsters has been tearing this city apart for years, pitting brother against scenester, native New Yorker against arriviste, trust funder against squatter, even self-hating hipster against himself. So it's important for everyone to step back a bit and acknowledge that while we may never agree on a singular definition for hipster, like Supreme Court judges watching porn, we know it when we see it. Sure, the word hipster is a tired cliché, but the cliché still walks, talks, and parties down in Brooklyn, with bottles of whiskey stashed proudly down the back of its Speedo. Your hate only makes them stronger, and let's face it – they do know how to have fun.
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