I’ve lost my taste for irony.

Last night, the otter, our friend Kurt, and I went to Kent, OH, to visit The Zephyr Cafe, a hipster bar in the college town. While we were there, I saw a girl get up to leave, and she had a Michael Jackson button on her coat. At that moment, I realized that I had lost me taste for irony. The button wasn’t funny, it wasn’t cute, it wasn’t kitchy. It was a lame attempt to show, as the official Zephyr tee shirts say, that she was “too cool for school.”

Hey, hipsters; get over yourselves. You all stink like cigarettes and 3 days without bathing, and your beards look like shit.


6 Responses to “I’ve lost my taste for irony.”

  1. Gosh, that’s a bit harsh. Maybe she wasn’t being ironic!

  2. Was it young MJ? Or older?
    This is very important to replying to this blog.

  3. Hmmm…Irony in MJ? But was it Thriller?

  4. Heh. I felt like crap yesterday when I wrote that. I didn’t have enough sleep.

    Anyway, it was Thriller-era Michael, but I still got the impression that she thought it was funny.

  5. thriller did connect with a lot of people, and still does. Maybe she was genuinly a fan. Or thought it would be cool to wear it bc it’s cool to like MJ from that era with the young kids. I don’t think it was irony.
    But I can totally understand how that could get your panties in a twist. Especially if you were not feeling well!

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