Chris Scott

J.j. Pearce High School

Class of 1990

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Chris Scott - Class of 1990 - J.j. Pearce High School

First Name	Chris
Last Name	Scott
Graduation Year	Class of 1990
Gender	Male
Hometown	El Paso, Texas
Relationship Status	Married
About Me	I don’t think hipsters are the blight on society that I read about; in fact, I think that real hipsters, the ones that were hipsters before hipsters were cool, are not too far from the beliefs shared by many people. Let’s first define a hipster: (from Wikipedia) Hipster refers to a postmodern subculture of young, urban middle-class adults and older teenagers that first appeared in the 1990s and became particularly prominent in the 2010s,[1] being derived from earlier movements in the 1940s. The subculture is associated with indie music and alternative music, a varied non-mainstream fashion sensibility (including vintage and thrift store clothes), progressive or independent political views,[2][3] and alternative lifestyles. That’s a very generous description and definition. Now, let’s define a hipster: (from Urban Dictionary) A hipster is someone who is smart enough to talk about philosophy, music, politics, art, etc. with you all day long, but not smart enough to see how big of a tool s/he is. The only sure fire way to tell if someone you’re talking to is, in fact, a hipster is to ask them “are you a hipster?”. If they respond no, and turn their cassette player back on, you can be sure you’re dealing with a hipster. Person 1: I met this really smart girl with a goofy haircut, but I think she has asperger’s. Person 2: She’s probably just a hipster. So, even at opposing ends of crowd-sourced internet, there is great disparity in what the definition of hipster is. From my Mac Dictionary: hipster \|ˈhipstər\|noun informal a person who follows the latest trends and fashions.DERIVATIVEShipsterism\|-ˌrizəm\|nounORIGIN 1940s (used originally as an equivalent term to hepcat): from hip3 + -ster. hepcat \|ˈhepˌkat\|noun informal, dateda stylish or fashionable person, esp. in the sphere of jazz or popular music.ORIGIN 1930s: from hep1 + cat1. Great. The science of defining the term is out of the way, so now what? I know (and have known) many people who would fall into the category of hipster. I have known hipsters who believe that the coffee house subculture is the only way to get the true message across, and I have known hipsters who could really care less about coffee houses and subcultures and who have a very distinct, private, impenetrable set of core values which are known to them and to their clique (for lack of a better term) only if their clique has passed a certain “barrier test” to be included. The difference, it seems, from these clans and traditional social hierarchies is that there is no leader. All members of the group are equal and have an equal voice, though each member may have a distinct and divergent gift or personality trait that only they bring to the club. Think of a baseball team: each player has a very strong sense and love of baseball, but they bring a speciality to the team. Whether, catcher, pitcher, lefty, righty – all unique, but all with a common trait: Baseball. Hipsters seem to have the same trait for togetherness, but the common theme seems to be family. Again, latitude is requested in bringing this to definition. Family, in the sense that, each hipster brings a certain dynamic that they feel is lacking from their own personal world and life to their “commune”. The commune is not always a commune as we think of a commune, but it is essentially the bestie group from childhood that grew up and didn’t break up to grow up. Instead of a baseball team, think about the show “Happy Days” (dating myself, yes) and how each character had a distinct personality trait. Even Mr. and Mrs. Cunningham, though parental figures, brought a dynamic that no one else brought, whether it was reason, discipline, compassion, or experience. Where this came to light for me was watching Anthony Bourdain on No Reservations on The Travel Channel. He was visiting Austria and seemingly had developed a preception about Vienna and the Austrians that, as he travelled through the land, was dispelled. His seeming aversion to Christmas and Holidays and all things Wintry and Viennese (waltzes…haha) was somewhat predicated on what he thought popular culture and consumer culture were. He even introduced the show by talking about his love of the movie The Third Man with Orson Welles, which was shot in Austria and has a famous scene in one of the oldest ferris wheels in the world. And the catharsis occurs when he travels around the country, experiencing all that the countryside has to offer, from food, to culture, to respect for the land, to hunting, and even to work and family business (butchering, winemaking, charcuterie). And so you are wondering where I am going with the business of relating hipsters to the Cunninghams to Anthony Bourdain. No? Substance. I grew up in one of several places. My youth education was in El Paso, Texas. My personality development and good deal of Teen-Aged years were spent in Mission Viejo, California. My transition to adulthood was in Dallas/Richardson Texas. I choose to reflect on California for this story for the purpose of using surfing as a way to illustrate my example. I was not a surfer. I did not surf. I never surfed. I don’t think I have ever touched a surfboard. I did have a Morey Boogie Board, and that was it. In fact, as much as it makes me crazy to say it, I was living in Southern California as a metal head and band geek. But, the one thing I did know about surfing was this: Posers and Surfers. Posers bought surf clothes, had Ron Jon and Mr. Zogs Sex Wax bumper stickers, wore Gotcha, Billabong, Catchit and Stubbies. The even had broken in Huarache sandals. They highlighted their hair, spoke like Jeff Spicoli, threw hang loose signs, and may have even owned a surf board. But they did not surf. Everyone knew the posers, and everyone acknowledged that they were posers. They received a good deal of street cred as a result. But nowhere near as much as the real surfers did. The real surfers were beholden to the beach, the sea, the ocean, the waves, and whatever it took for them to get out there and surf. Wetsuits, long wetsuits, zinc oxide and sun bleached hair were all the hallmarks of the surfer. They had the true street cred. There was a fraternity amongst surfers, even though all of the club was not dudes. There were surfer girls, but at the time, they were in far less numbers than the surfer dudes. The surfers had a lingo that was true to them, true to their ideal, and true to their way of life. The vernacular was surely trendy, but it was dynamic because it was normally passed down day after day after day. So by the time the cool words had made it to the schools with the posers, the vernacular had changed. But, they were committed to their craft, their way of life, and their culture, and, nothing could buy your way into that clique. No clothes. No words. No stickers. A commitment to the craft and the art of surfing. And as I’m watching the No Reservations episode, I look at these craftsmen and women and begin thinking about how they really sounded like the true hipster. I can’t really define what the true hipster is vs. what a fake hipster is, but I think that the true hipster is one who really appreciates a fine craft and exercises discretion to use that craft even in the face of consumerism. So, you’re saying that the dichotomy is that the breath and lifeline of the hipster is being young and using technology to express the “blahzay” attitude that pop culture has coined for them. And I don’t think that someone who may be called a hipster is in violation of the hipster credo for using in iPhone or Mac or PC or Instagram, or whatever. I think that what makes someone a true hipster is what makes anyone a true craftsperson: Dedication to doing something right, even if it means defying the popular code that the crowd-sourced culture has created. It doesn’t mean not to eat meat; it might mean eating meat that has been properly hunted, or allowing to live with dignity before being culled. It might mean being more organic, or even (gasp!) growing vegetables in a garden that actually are intended to provided sustenance – not just to say that a garden is being grown. Does it mean taking a hand held typewriter to a Starbucks (or other non-corporate coffee brewhouse) as has been cited several times across many meme and non-meme sources? No. In fact, I would say that the person who takes a typewriter to a Starbucks is more a poser than the person who stays home, uses the typewriter and brew a K-Cup. Lugging something like that is simply creating a focus point for people to see and acknowledge participation in an archetype activity. I think in the pop culture consciousness, Steve Jobs was probably the ultimate hipster. He believed that a Superior product was worth more than a product that was liked by the masses – that a superior experience would win over an average and widespread experience. And I think that has been slower to adapt than the rest of the industry, especially in the UI and Update space. But, I digress. But people latched on to that, and I do believe that there was a very Jobsian gravity to him. He attracted people and ideas to him, and the belief that settling for an inferior product was just something that would not do. And the same is for the hipsters, the cowboys, the ranchers, organic growers, small business owners and (pick your niche but necessary field). In the past the goal was to get the product in everyone’s hands. I think the current cycle (because, make no mistake, it is a revolution…in the literal sense) is to make the best product and have people choose it because it’s the best. Don’t be posers and get it because everyone else has it. Get it, use it, consume it, and love it because it is good, and it brings som...(read more)