



(I'm re-posting this because it got me in a lot of trouble from readers who took the "divide" seriously. Since I love trouble, here it is again. Herculodge)
As I studied my new hipster role, I recognized that I was joining an elite, passionate class of educated people for whom cultural dividing lines were common place. The more a hipster defined who he was philosophically, politically, culturally, and aesthetically, the more he sharply defined, not only himself, but his counter opposites. No where was this more clear than in the American preference for the automobile.
This became apparent when my hipster consultant Zevon encouraged me to get a Mini Cooper. He explained that cities with high hipster populations had a high concentration of Mini Coopers and that the quickest way to lose hipster credibility was to drive an SUV. I now recognized that America’s great cultural divide was perhaps no better defined than by these two different types of personal transportation. The Mini Cooper and the SUV were a shorthand to a long list of personal hipster or anti-hipster personality traits. As Zevon explained to me, the SUV driver and the Mini Cooper driver were complete opposites:
The Anti-Hipster SUV Driver:
- He is a conspicuous and gluttonous consumer who lacks the introspection to see that his possessions are a form of compensation for the many inferiority complexes that roil beneath his fragile psyche. It is self-evident to everyone in the world that his behemoth of an SUV massages his insecure ego, but this fact for him remains an impenetrable mystery as unrecognizable as a film by Jean-Luc Godard.
- His SUV is an extension of his loud, obnoxious personality and suggests a penchant for eating while driving with his mouth open and discarding bright fast-food packaging from his rolled-down window all over our country’s interstate highways.
- His is fond of the knowledge that in the event of a car crash—which is highly likely since he tends to multi-task rather dangerously while “driving”—that he is at an advantage since the superior height of his SUV is in position to decapitate the poor sedan driver he crashes into.
- He is exceedingly lazy and believes, erroneously, that his SUV’s rear video display, GPS, anti-lock-brakes, and other safety features will compensate for his inept driving skills.
- He is fond of wearing a safari vest, a titanium military watch and other “outdoor” gear to make him look ready for an “adventure” though his biggest trek is taking his SUV to the dog groomer to pick up his coiffed and perfumed Shih-Tzu.
- He is fond of multi-tasking in his SUV, which has become, de facto, his “office away from the home.” As such, his SUV is equipped with Bluetooth headphones, DVD player, a laptop, a fax machine, a copier, a printer, a microwave, and other gadgets that make him feel like he can always enjoy the comforts of home. Of course, his multi-tasking diminishes his already crappy driving skills and makes him more of a danger to others than ever.
- He is happily oblivious of the fact that his ugly SUV blocks the sight of the driver behind him, emits ten times more pollutants than ordinary cars, and gulps three times the gas. He happily accepts these “small disadvantages” so that he can live a life of vain self-absorption and proclaim that driving an SUV is the expression of patriotism as he screams “USA is number one!.”
- He is happily ignorant of the fact that his addiction to gas likens him to a crack-cocaine addict whose dependence on SUVs and other forms of mindless energy waste reinforce our government’s dependence on foreign oil, which comes from countries who long for our destruction.
- The SUV driver is ignorant of the fact that market researchers in charge of boosting SUV sales have studied the psyche of the SUV driver and that his psychological profile is not a pretty one: He is vain, desires to dominate and bully others, and was teased by all his classmates during elementary and high school. He secretly desires to have a road confrontation with one of his former classmates and let them know that he hasn’t forgotten.
- The SUV drivers is unaware that his appetites for large gas-hogging vehicles carry over into the realm of his eating, so that he is often triple-chinned and overcome by breathlessness after “climbing” into his SUV.
The Hipster Mini Cooper Driver
- He is proud of his sleek, diminutive car and the conspicuous way its tiny dimensions alert others to the fact that the Mini Cooper driver is making an anti-SUV statement.
- He is fond of eating sushi and sipping Perrier while driving past SUV drivers who are snorting down triple-decker cheese burgers and super-sized milk shakes.
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He is fond of doing yoga and other exercises that maintain his lithe physique while driving past SUV drivers whose bloated stature needs a behemoth vehicle to accommodate their ever-expanding corpulence.
- He is prone to going to foreign and independent films while his SUV-driving brethren frequent “blockbusters” that feature muscle-bound action heroes, scar-faced, eye-patched villains, and gratuitous explosions.
- He is fond of his car’s horn sound, which mimicking the loveable cartoon Roadrunner, suggests a sly cleverness, but is never rude. The Mini Cooper driver also takes note of the way his cheerful sounding horn contrasts with the typical SUV horn, which, sounding like the bellicose cursing from a luxury cruise ship, scares the living shit out of nearby drivers.
- He is tolerant of aggressive drivers who cut him off and instead of succumbing to road rage and instead of playing “gotcha” and trying to get back at those who disrespect him on the road he focuses on the Miles Davis or other iconographic jazz playlist that is playing from his iPod.
- He is proud of the way he dresses himself like a hipster in order to maximize the “Mini driving experience.” He wears the latest “understated, tasteful, all-cotton gear,” which contrasts sharply with the clothes SUV drivers wear—nylon sweat suits, loud prints, and other sartorial grotesqueries.
- He is proud of the way he keeps his Mini bare and clean as he finds clutter adversarial to his “Mini Cooper lifestyle.” At most, one might find a worn copy of Flaubert’s Madam Bovary, most likely in the original French, lying in the back. In contrast, his SUV-driving brethren keep their vehicles littered with fast-food rubbish, strewn clothes, loose Amy Grant CDs, and other paraphernalia which reflect the chaos and disorder of their lives.
- He is someone who exclusively uses an Apple computer. SUV drivers in contrast use PCs.
Since computer hackers program viruses for PCs, and not Apples, we can safely assume that it is the world’s SUV drivers who irresponsibly open e-mail attachments that result in infecting millions of computers throughout the world with worms and viruses.
- He is someone who travels throughout the world, making sure to avoid the tourist spots. His Mini Cooper may even have decals with various international flags. SUV drivers in contrast rarely travel at all and when they do they make sure to go to all the tacky tourist attractions.
As I studied this supposed dichotomy between the Mini Cooper and SUV driver my heart sank and Zevon asked me what’s wrong.
“Here I am, learning what it means to be a hipster,” I said. “And all I’m learning about is stereotypes. This is not what I want to be.”
“Stereotypes are an important part of being a hipster,” Zevon said. “They are a good starting point, but being a hipster requires a whole lot more.”
“Like what?” I asked.
“You have a lot to learn, my friend.”
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