I effing hate hipsters.  The mere mention of the word “hipster” will bring me to convulsions at 20 paces. When I see a fixed-gear track bike, some sort of primal urge overcomes me and uncharacteristically forces my usually peaceful mind into a place of vengeance and division. Why do I feel this way? Why does a lifelong, anything goes type liberal foster so much hatred towards a seemingly innocuous group? I just simply can’t stand their supposed indifference and woeful smugness that everybody knows is bullshit. Continue Reading…