The epithet "hipster" is flung around a lot, but no one seems able to define what a hipster is. Is it someone who dresses oddly, drinks Pabst Blue Ribbon and loves music most people have never heard of? Then we've got hundreds, possibly over a thousand of these characters (myself included) careering around Omaha, all going to record stores and fist-bumping one another.
Maybe there's something in the water. Maybe they've spent too much time in the sun. Or maybe they're just constitutionally incapable of distinguishing right from wrong, but something is clearly wrong with Arizona's most prominent Republican politicians. Arizona's not known for being the most progressive state in the union; I'm old enough to remember the way they fought against recognizing Martin Luther King Jr.'s birthday as a national holiday in the early 1990s.
Yesterday, I changed my Facebook profile picture to one of my many fictional heroes: Sailor Moon. My friends were all doing it (along with the "December Pokémon Profile Picture" event), and I knew it had something to do with awareness for child abuse.
I'm five years old again and squealing with delight. It's the day before Thanksgiving and ABC Family is showing "Beauty and the Beast." Belle, my favorite princess (sorry, Ariel. You're a close second) is singing her theme song about the provincial life she lives in France on the screen in front of me, and I get goose bumps.
I will never be a 900-year-old Time Lord
Oh, the nature of a futile dream.
Nor will David Tennant or Matt Smith - sorry, I mean "The Doctor"
Ever love me like he loved Rose or Sara Jane.
It's a typical Sunday, and I'm browsing news websites for anything noteworthy. That's when I see the ad. Two scantily clad women holding up dead, skinned rabbits with the slogan, "Here's the rest of your fur coat" printed underneath it.
On Nov. 11, 1918 at 11:00, the guns of World War I fell silent. This moment marked the end of the first great war of the 20th century. It wasn't the longest, but it was one of the bloodiest and most brutal. At the time, its inhumanity was legendary. Millions of young men marched off to war; the casualties numbered in the hundreds of thousands. Entire cities were reduced to rubble as the armies of Europe beat each other to bloody ruin.
It's 2010. We live in an era congested with Facebook, instant text messaging and on-demand Internet. I know many students spend more class time checking their friend's Facebook wall or watching "The Office" on Hulu.com than paying attention to their professors. In a technologically-savvy world, this trend is only increasing.