We all get older. Some of us get old. Of course, when we're young, most of us don't think about that: We simply cannot imagine ourselves not going on as we are.
I got to thinking about that again, ironically, while riding along the waterfront from my neighborhood into Long Island City, Greenpoint and Williamsburg, a.k.a. Hipster Hook. Hipsters are, of course, young by definition. At least, that's how I understand them to be. That begs the question of whether one can "age out" of hipsterdom. (I recall how the hippies used to say young people shouldn't trust anyone over 30.) What do hipsters become when they're, say, old enough to be President? Or do they move to other hipster enclaves and lie about their age?
More important (at least in relation to this blog!), will they continue riding their fixed-gear bicycles? And, if they do (or if they ride any bikes at all), will they still want "deep V" aerodynamic rims in rainbow colors?
I can just picture some hipster retirement community in 40 years. Maybe residents will be riding machines like this:
To tell you the truth, I like it, though I don't feel ready to ride a trike just yet. (Knock on my Phil Woods!)
I got to thinking about that again, ironically, while riding along the waterfront from my neighborhood into Long Island City, Greenpoint and Williamsburg, a.k.a. Hipster Hook. Hipsters are, of course, young by definition. At least, that's how I understand them to be. That begs the question of whether one can "age out" of hipsterdom. (I recall how the hippies used to say young people shouldn't trust anyone over 30.) What do hipsters become when they're, say, old enough to be President? Or do they move to other hipster enclaves and lie about their age?
More important (at least in relation to this blog!), will they continue riding their fixed-gear bicycles? And, if they do (or if they ride any bikes at all), will they still want "deep V" aerodynamic rims in rainbow colors?
I can just picture some hipster retirement community in 40 years. Maybe residents will be riding machines like this:
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| From Trikes and (odd) Bikes |
To tell you the truth, I like it, though I don't feel ready to ride a trike just yet. (Knock on my Phil Woods!)
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