I’m not even aware of the urban culture called hipster until I wrote the last entry below. So I went to the net and did some reading on this culture. As silly and embarassing it may seem, I can totally see myself partially in this category. I think it is apparent when I named the title of this blog The Bohemian Delirium, which bohemianism can be strongly tied to that culture of anti-mainstream. I don’t know where I first got this influence, perhaps back in the days of Cornell when I started to like art.

Here are some definitions of Hipster from the UrbanDictionary.com

• People in thier teens to 20s who generally listen to indie rock, hang out in coffee shops, shop at the thrift store and talk about things like books, music, films and art.
• Hipsters are a subculture of men and women typically in their 20’s and 30’s that value independent thinking, counter-culture, progressive politics, an appreciation of art and indie-rock, creativity, intelligence, and witty banter….The “effortless cool” urban bohemian look of a hipster is exemplified in Urban Outfitters and American Apparel ads which cater towards the hipster demographic. Despite misconceptions based on their aesthetic tastes, hipsters tend to be well educated and often have liberal arts degrees, or degrees in maths and sciences, which also require certain creative analytical thinking abilities. Consequently many hipsters tend to have jobs in the music, art, and fashion industries…….a lot of anti-hipster sentiment evidently comes from culturally-clueless suburban frat boy types who feel that the more sensitive, intelligent, and culturally aware hipster ideal threatens their insecure sense of masculinity. Anti-hipster sentiment often comes from people who simply can’t keep up with social change and are envious of those who can.  – Trey Parasuco
• Someone who thinks that they are being “special” and “unique” for liking some underground bullshit no one else cares about. And they pointlessly look down on people who don’t know anything about indie culture, because that’s the only thing they know anything about. – Lexi

Based on the definitions of Hipster, to some extend, yes I am one. I love books, literature, poetry, music, film and art. Yes, I love looking at art pieces that don’t make any sense, wondering what goes into the mind of the demented artist. Yes I love indie music and other songs by non-mainstream artists, typically found in TV soundtracks such as Scrubs and Grey’s Anatomy. Yes I am semi-antiestablishment (I’m libertarian). And yes, I would like to live at a warehouse-turned-loft with fancy art pieces on the wall and artsy books everywhere.

But no, I don’t care anything about hipster fashion. I don’t dress like a slob. I don’t like to wear tight jeans, or anything vintage from the thrift store, or even weird sunglasses (though I love to visit Urban Outfitters). No I don’t work low-paying jobs – well, what I meant is that I am climbing a normal corporate career ladder. And no, I don’t live off my parents money.

So am I?