Mike Madriaga 11:30 a.m., Aug. 19
- Looks like hipster. Surprise! Is tech bro.
Tech bro comes close, but the devil’s in the details
The tech bro is notorious for taking hipster stuff and infusing it with a healthy dose of mainstream turd-factor.
- Dear Hipster:
- About 18 months ago, work brought me down to San Diego from San Francisco. I’m living in Scripps Ranch now, but I rented a little house in South Park when I first moved down here because it was a lot closer to the job. Anyways, I have read some of your There vs. Here columns lately, and I couldn’t agree more. Things are really different up in SF as opposed to here. For starters, San Francisco doesn’t really have hipsters anymore! During the 15 years that I lived there, the stereotypical hipster population moved out of the city, usually to Oakland, because the tech bro overflow from Silicon Valley has pretty much rendered life in the city unattainable for anyone earning less than six figures per annum. They say the rising tide raises all boats, but sometimes it actually just sweeps away everything in its path; and only the fortunate can float to safety. Of course, that’s pretty much old news to anyone who’s lived around the Bay in the past decade or so; but here’s where I think it gets interesting: the nouveau riche tech bros (and lady tech bros, of course, whatever they ought to be called) haven’t just moved into the ramshackle Victorian row houses for which my former home is oh-so-famous. No. They have also taken up seats at the local beer gardens, installed worm farms to facilitate their urban gardens, gone vegan, grown beards, and plundered every vintage record shop for miles around. Like cultural cuckoo birds, the Bay Area tech bros laid their metaphorical eggs in the hipsters’ nest, and the hatchlings snatched up every cheap music festival ticket in sight. What’s more, just like the be-cuckoo’d sparrows (insert “cuck” joke here) the hipsters willingly fed the invaders, thinking the whole while how great it was that fair-trade coffee and the Arcade Fire were catching on with just about everyone. Well, it was only a matter of time before the fledgling hipsters got pushed right out by the bigger, larger, stronger newcomers. Now, like I said, all the hipsters had to move to Oakland. Sorry. I guess I don’t have a question.
- — Tina