Word: hipsterism
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...real crazy short, and starts to stink up the upholstery. Man, he's got life with a belt in the back. He bugs the teach and rains the warden, a real sad square: "Man, you're draggin' your rear axle in waltztime." Pretty soon the hipster is smitten with a kitten who is all the way out and talking tight. But this boy is looking for more than a ball. He's hip that half the oofuses in this school are on, and he's got a stack of big ones to buy the hard...
Jungle Waif. The central Beat character that unintentionally emerges is a model psychopath. The hipster has a horror of family life and sustained relationships. In a brilliant, poignant story, Sunday Dinner In Brooklyn, Anatole Broyard recounts the ordeal of a highbrow Greenwich Village bohemian returning for an hour or two of strained parental nuzzling. Says the hero plaintively: "I realized that I loved them very much. But what was I going to do with them?" The hipster is also estranged from nature. In George Mandel's The Beckoning Sea, the suicide-bent hero runs screaming along a beach...
Even when he is not being bitten by foam-teeth, the hipster is a chronic manic-depressive ("Crazy, man!"; "Everything drags me now"). A kind of urban waif in the asphalt jungle, he regularly tastes despair, or what Kerouac calls "the pit and prunejuice of poor beat life itself in the god-awful streets of man." Sometimes he "flips," i.e., goes mad. Allen Ginsberg, 32, the discount-house Whitman of the Beat Generation, begins his dithyrambic poem Howl (which the New York Times's Critic J. Donald Adams has suggested should be retitled Bleat) with the lines...
Zombis in Hipster-land. This bizarre rite, called the "cinnamon caper," is disdained by Author Gutwillig's hero Tom Freeman, but he and his pals indulge in such mellow old youth-novel capers as fornication, abortion, homosexuality and illicit Negro-white love affairs. These goings-on take place at or near an Ivy Leaguish college named Arden that physically resembles Cornell, but the true locale is hipsterland, and the hero's quest for identity is as manic as if he were looking for a hypodermic needle in a haystack. Stylistically, Author Gutwillig tries to evoke Scott Fitzgerald...
...Christ says go out and find the bums . . .Find the blind and the cripples . . . Christ invites everyone, including the outcasts. So there's no contradiction at all between Christ and a bebopper and a hipster...