Saturday, August 1, 2009

A message to hipsters.

My clothes are not ironic.
My shoes are not ironic.
My dog is not ironic.
The pillows on my retro sofa are not ironic.
The upholstery in my car is not ironic.
The music on my iTunes is not ironic.

I am ironic.
And I don't need accoutrement to advertise that.

Stupid asses.
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3 comments:

  1. TeenieAugust 2, 2009 at 9:06 AM

    The more ironic the clothes, the less interesting the person. It's like dressing up a fake Christmas tree.

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  2. jeavesAugust 4, 2009 at 7:50 AM

    I don't profess to be a literary, but haven't we over simplified the meaning of irony.

    "How ironic you are talking about breakfast, I too had breakfast this morning."

    I enjoy a tightly woven realization of irony in a good movie (or book) especially when the viewer knows it but the vicitm doesn't.

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  3. george tannenbaumAugust 4, 2009 at 7:53 AM

    Right on, Jeaves.

    Drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon is not ironic.

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