The half-built condos tower above us like foreboding monoliths of our yuppie futures. I take a look at one of the girls wearing a bright pink keffiyah and carrying a Polaroid camera and think, “If only we carried rocks instead of cameras, we’d look like revolutionaries.” But instead we ignore the weapons that lie at our feet – oblivious to our own impending demise.
From The Hipster Must Die and more simply Hipster.
Remember: hipsters don't hurl stones because they are lazy, vain and pretentious. The faint scent of nonviolent ideology, personal responsibility or balanced pragmatism is probably just 'Ginger Lily' by Urban Outfitters.
In Defense of Hipsters by Dave Monaghan and Dan Hancox,