“This might sound like kind of an asshole thing to say, but do you guys know you’re Hipsters, or is it an accident?”

I have some confidence that I could do my entire senior thesis on the above sentence, except I’m not a senior. But the instant I hit 65. Hah.

So okay, let’s pick it apart. The aggressor’s remark was divided largely into two key components:

1) a declarative preamble or disclaimer of sorts: ““This might sound like kind of an asshole thing to say, but” 

and

2) an accusation in the form of a rhetorical question: “do you guys know you’re Hipsters, or is it an accident?”

Stop me here if you disagree. Or, since that’s impossible, just leave a comment below.

Both of these components represent specific bad habits exhibited by human beings far and wide, but let’s look at the first component first.

Sometimes you watch a movie or something, and before the movie comes on, you get a disclaimer: “Warning: The following movie contains graphic images of folks bein’ butchered ‘n shit. Oh yeah and profanity. Lots o’ that!”

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