One post a month.... wow. In my defense, I really have nothing much to say. I've complained about pretty much everything.
Except hippies.
I hate hate hippies.
It's not a rational hatred. It's not like they shot my cat, or, rather, stole my cat and released it into the wild. (PETA, Hippies, what's the difference?) I just don't like hippies. They're dirty and smelly and the whole "yay peace" and eco-aware thing annoys me. Let me also state that my definition of a hippy is anyone who differs widely from the norm and shuns the mainstream like it's a gas-guzzling SUV. People who stop liking a band if it becomes too popular. People who wear hemp. People who watch only indie movies (of which I will rant about later in this post). People who cannot figure out how to wash their hair. Maybe a better term would be Indie...people (not Indians; there's already two of them, and it's confusing enough). Like I said, it's not a rational hatred.
Indie music: people who can't sing who choose to make their career in the music business. Bloody hell, if you're only going to talk for half the song, and then sing with a nasally voice, just go write a damn book.
Indie movies: Angst. Angst angst angst angst. Boy has angst, boy learns life lesson, boy has less angst. The end. Throw in a few details, and you've got the synopsis for nearly every single indie movie ever made. They're all just so... talky. It's boring. Guess what I get to do in my real life? Talk! You know what movies are for? Entertainment! Now, why would I be entertained by something I do everyday? You know what I don't get to do? Explode things, watch gigantic battles versus the forces of good and evil, see giant robots beat the ever loving shit out of each other, or watch a middle-aged man try to get laid in a very comedic way. Now those could make a movie (not one, though, of course, although giant robot battles set as a backdrop to the story of a 40 year old guy trying to get laid would be... different).
Go ahead and argue. Go ahead and say I'm being narrow-minded and arrogant (if that's even the right word). I know I am. I'm already fully aware I'm being stupid and that my arguements have very little justifications. Like I already said twice, this is a totally irrational hatred. Go ahead and dispute it, though. Maybe I can be saved.
Except hippies.
I hate hate hippies.
It's not a rational hatred. It's not like they shot my cat, or, rather, stole my cat and released it into the wild. (PETA, Hippies, what's the difference?) I just don't like hippies. They're dirty and smelly and the whole "yay peace" and eco-aware thing annoys me. Let me also state that my definition of a hippy is anyone who differs widely from the norm and shuns the mainstream like it's a gas-guzzling SUV. People who stop liking a band if it becomes too popular. People who wear hemp. People who watch only indie movies (of which I will rant about later in this post). People who cannot figure out how to wash their hair. Maybe a better term would be Indie...people (not Indians; there's already two of them, and it's confusing enough). Like I said, it's not a rational hatred.
Indie music: people who can't sing who choose to make their career in the music business. Bloody hell, if you're only going to talk for half the song, and then sing with a nasally voice, just go write a damn book.
Indie movies: Angst. Angst angst angst angst. Boy has angst, boy learns life lesson, boy has less angst. The end. Throw in a few details, and you've got the synopsis for nearly every single indie movie ever made. They're all just so... talky. It's boring. Guess what I get to do in my real life? Talk! You know what movies are for? Entertainment! Now, why would I be entertained by something I do everyday? You know what I don't get to do? Explode things, watch gigantic battles versus the forces of good and evil, see giant robots beat the ever loving shit out of each other, or watch a middle-aged man try to get laid in a very comedic way. Now those could make a movie (not one, though, of course, although giant robot battles set as a backdrop to the story of a 40 year old guy trying to get laid would be... different).
Go ahead and argue. Go ahead and say I'm being narrow-minded and arrogant (if that's even the right word). I know I am. I'm already fully aware I'm being stupid and that my arguements have very little justifications. Like I already said twice, this is a totally irrational hatred. Go ahead and dispute it, though. Maybe I can be saved.
Well, I'm not going to argue, but hippies and people who go for the Indie lifestyle are different. Indie doesn't really mean that you don't like a band once they're big, that's what idiots do. It means you listen to music that isn't entirely mainstream, doesn't mean you can't listen to some Green Day every now and again. Also, Indie people generally have pretty good hygiene. I like Indie music because their songs tend to have good meanings and be well written, sure they can't always sing well, but I can't either. Plus, we think thrift store clothes are cool :P Someone's gotta buy that sweater you gave to Goodwill.
I'm not gonna argue, because you have the right your opinion, and you do make some pretty good points.
People who go against the mainstream simply because it's "the mainstream" ARE incredibly stupid. People who go against the mainstream for an actual reason (for example, if a big company supported killing animals to make money), and switch to independent things because it's "nicer" however are awesome. People who think for themselves, basically, and don't do things because "everyones's doing it" or "not doing it" for that matter, are awesome.
Hmmm...I forgot where I was going. But I thinks I has made my main pointz. lol...sometimes I think I'm stoned.
"But I thinks I has made my main pointz. lol...sometimes I think I'm stoned"
yes, when you use "pointz" seriously, you are stoned.