Anyway, the sort of hipsters we all know got a bad rap for saying stuff like, "It was good before it was mainstream." I can see why people basically hate hipsters; you liked something, then more people appreciated it, and that made you hate it? It doesn't make sense to most people.
I can understand and relate to the mentality of a hipster when it comes to music. I adore a lot of music, both popular and unpopular. If I discover an unpopular artist or song, I don't want to lose that special connection I feel when listening to it. I lose that connection whenever that song is overplayed, or when a bunch of people seem to come in and love it for all the wrong reasons. It's like when you have a really happy-sounding tune set to depressing lyrics. You love the whole song, its lyrics, its tune. You really think about it every time you listen to it. But there are people who hear the happy tune and love it because it's "so uplifting". They don't experience the whole song, and it makes you angry that that person proclaims himself as a true lover of the song.
It's even more annoying when someone likes a song because it's supposedly meaningful but that person can't find any meaning in it alone. It's the gross subsection of the hipsters, in which they don't actually like the song, they just like how no one else knows about it. I had a friend who loved a friend up until she realized their songs were being played on the radio. It's obvious she never really liked the band. She just liked showcasing her fake admiration for a band that no one had "owned" yet.
But true hipsters have reasons to like then suddenly hate things. Think of this scenario: you're strolling through your local book shop when you find this amazing novel. You buy it for $11.99. You read it over and over again because you just love it. It's full of action, and it's one of the few good novels out there that primarily follows a strong-minded, confident female character that fights evil. It's basically perfect. For the longest time you were looking for a book like this, and now you've found it. You doodle and take notes in it with your nice black pen. You highlight quotes that inspire you. Each dog-earred page is yours.
One day you pick it off the coffee table and realize a family member had appreciated it, too. They've scribbled their own notes in. They make unnecessarily big dog-ears on the pages. Slowly but steadily, more people flip through the pages of this novel that you found on your own and enjoyed first. These intruders make more copies and shove it in everyone's faces. This book used to be an afterschool treat, a thing you personally experienced when you wanted it. It was special to you for your own reasons. Now you're tired of it being tossed around. You find some people who love it and try to understand it. You're cool with those people. But there are people who like it just because others do, or because they wanted to see who the main character ends up falling in love with. There is so much more for them to enjoy. Why don't they care about this part of the plot? Why don't they mention the flaw in this character? Why did the book have to get so popular only for more people to not understand it? Why is it now selling for $6.99 when it really was worth that $11.99 to you?
I know this was a lengthy post. I know that maybe some of you guys might disagree with me and find this to be a pretentious explanation for my side of an argument that's not even that important. I guess this is just another way of me encouraging you guys to view things differently. If you don't understand someone's views, try thinking like them. It could make you a more accepting and open-minded person.