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I said I was tired of irony=hip, and if it's not my post you're referring to, Dread Pirate, then I apologzize for the assumption. But having essentially been called a complete moron, if not by name, in this thread, I can't exactly stay away, can I?
As for how I feel about this, it's all pretty much in the Faint thread, but I'll reiterate anyway: what I am tired of is the hipster smug detachment and the lack of passion it conveys. Sure, in a way it's always been cool to pose like you don't care about anything in the world. But this bullshit retro, this retread of the 80s - does anyone actually like it? Or is it all wink-nudge-"Dude, check out my rad trucker hat from the Sturgis bike rally. No, I got no idea where Sturgis is."
If irony is, as dictionary.com defines it, (among definitions phrased somewhat differently) "A sort of humor, ridicule, or light sarcasm, which adopts a mode of speech the meaning of which is contrary to the literal sense of the words" then what I am tired of is the pose of life as irony. A mode of living which is contrary to the literal sense of the way one lives.
And maybe, if you want to know the truth, I should never have mentioned irony. Maybe what I should have said is this: I cannot understand what is wrong with sincerity and passion. Clearly, nothing, but so much is created, these days, to give the impression that one must be above such simple, mundane ideas. And we're all looking for the joke, looking for the detachment, looking for the arch smile and the tilt of the chin that clues us in to the 'real' meaning.
If liking a dash of honesty makes me emo, I'll gladly wear the tag.
And now I shut up, before I go off about what really infuriates me. |
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