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The Tao of Hip

“They do not know it, but they are doing it.”
Karl Marx

I was speaking with an old friend this evening, and as we have always been wont to do, we began speaking of why we do the things that we do. He began to lament the fact that he does not know the core of why he gets so angry at people for doing things they consider fun.

“Well I shouldn’t hate it because people want to do something that they think is fun. Like fucking people gathered at an art gallery all watching some ‘noise’ show, and it all fucking sucks, and everybody is just digging the shit out of it. It’s just so stupid, it’s like they’re doing it just to be doing it. I can’t prove it, but I think that people get all giddy over shit like that and participate just so they can say later that they did this really cool scavenger hunt all over the city and it was so rad and LOOK HOW FUCKING HIP AND COOL I AM. Like it’s an old thing to hate on hipsters right? But I was trying to think about why I hate them and then try to articulate that. Like hundreds of people all having a pillow fight downtown. ‘Oh man you weren’t there? Dude it was so freaking awesome!’ But what if I HAD been there? Would i have participated, and would I feel differently about it? AM I ONLY HATING IT BECAUSE I MISSED IT?”

The emphasis added is mine as I think this particular sentence reveals a lot about the underpinnings of why he feels this way towards such situations. “It’s just so stupid, it’s like they’re doing it just to be doing it.” In it’s own idiot-savant way, this quote mirrors Marx’s quote in terms of ideology. The masses do not realize they are simply practicing an ideology, a severely ingrained form of commodity fetishism in this case, which of course also stems from Marxist theory. The commodities of the “hip” or “underground” communities are the antithesis of the standardized capitalist communities. By rejecting the standard means of material possessions to adhere our commodity fetishism to, the young and urban instead adhere this fetishism to events, treating such events (big pillow fights, art openings, underground bands, etc.) with vehement glorification usually reserved for those who remember the early days of a revolution. Just as the rich capitalist uses his Ferrari as a fetish status symbol, investing heavily in something which has no function other than to look good and reiterate that he is successful, the young urban “hipster” may use evidence of their presence at very particular events as a fetish status symbol to others in his own elitist community. The commodity of the Ferrari and the event serve the same function. They both serve no function beyond exemplifying status.

This idea was explored recently by the ever thoughtful Dorothy Gambrel of Cat and Girl:

The relevant quote to our situation being:
“Being snobby about what music people like or what kind of bike they ride isn’t any better than caring about what jobs people have or where they went to college. What part of judging people by how much money they don’t make is morally superior to judging people by how much money they do?”

So, inherently our distaste for these fetish events stems from their shallow and deceptive representative form. While those involved are experiencing “fun” it is only an ideological form of the experience. It is a hierarchical structure that has more to do with status fetish than it has to do with experience feelings of joy or adulation in experiencing a work of art. They experience the “fun” because their ideological background allows them to believe that this is the right way to “have fun,” by building a false set of hierarchical relationships in which they can act more morally superior for having experienced that which others have not. “They do not know it, but they are doing it.”

My friend goes on:
“There are these old steel rings along the edge of the streets in Portland that people used to tie their horses to a long time ago. Then a couple kids a few years ago started tying little plastic toy horses to them and people started to talk about it and then when you saw one you were like “Oh hey there’s one of those horses, that is so cool that they do that.” I and was always like “Why is it so cool.” I mean it was kinda cute the first time I saw one, I guess but then other people started doing it and it just really angered me. I started carrying around a little bottle of lighter fluid and melting them.”

He is of course referencing the Portland Horse Project. We both of course agree that art can be an important force in the world, but we feel that while projects like this might be “cute” initially, their popularity is the result of a commodity fetishism for an inherently empty capitalist subject. What message is there in these horses tied to old steel rings? Are we to learn something about modern society in remembering it? No, apparently not. The deepest the Horse Project goes in defining the “why” to their art is the statement: “We’d like to make this project one of those quirky Portland things that people remember and talk about…”

While one can argue that art is only truly art when it has no functional utility, this does not mean that art in and of itself has to be meaningless. The meaninglessness of such artistic installations speaks of a grave helplessness in American artistic culture. A helplessness tied to the fetishization of the act. The act of creating a memetic theme such as tying toy horses to old horse ties will guarantee one a high place in the so-called “hipster” hierarchy. But the memetic theme does not speak to any problems nor does it care to solve any. In this way, while not being a bought and sold commodity, it has still been commodified and is now a fetish of the consumer. Obviously, the only way to reject this farce of an artistic outlet is the anarchy of flames or destruction. Smashing the veritable symbol of the empty capitalist artistic regime.

He goes further:
“One time somebody was talking about those god damned horses at the train station downtown and about how some of them are burned and melted and then claimed that he was the one doing it. Talking about how that was his form of expression and artistic remixing. I fucking screamed at him. That pissed me off so much. Not so much that he was taking credit for something I was doing but that he was making it into just another useless stupid art thing.”

And that quickly, the act of rejection has been recuperated, turned into its own “artistic expression.” An expression of what? How can this be considered artistic? At once it is a violent and political act, but so quickly it is torn asunder, turned once again into a meaningless commodity of fashion and fetish.

We will never know the names of the true heroes because they did not want their names to be known. They only wanted freedom. Freedom from this satirical elitist underground hierarchy of kitsch bands, hemp jewelry, and Ron Paul bumper stickers.

Authors Note: I am aware of “hipster” generally being a throw-away word, however it fits the purposes of generally describing people who are young, urban, and “hip.” It may evoke images of a particular subset that is totally unrelated to the whole group at large, but this most definitely is meant to represent a larger group of those who are young and urban. Here is a possibly relevant link.

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One comment for “The Tao of Hip”

  1. I’ve said this to you personally, but I just wanted to say it for the public record: I’ve always thought the same, and this post is the first time that I’ve come across someone expressing this idea. I totally agree.

    Posted by Clavicus Vile | July 26, 2009, 7:17 pm

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