evar The overexposure of hipster jokes Are they still Hip? By Jacey Gibb oking fun at different cliques P:: been around since the word clique itself. It’s even arguable that before a new ‘group’ can emerge to be considered as such, jokes about them HAVE to be made. It’s hard to pinpoint exactly when the great hipster explosion occurred but as was expected, along with it came criticisms. At first the jabs were everything you wanted in a joke: they were funny, relevant and original. Unfortunately, as often happens, with popularity came overexposure and so it was: RIP hipster jokes. A bit overdramatic? Maybe. But it doesn’t change the fact that everywhere you look there are parodies of people doing things hipsters do or hipsters complaining about hipsters. The irony isn’t lost on me. They prefer things that are unpopular which results in these things becoming popular. It’s an unstoppable cycle that will probably never end. My main quarrel comes in the form of how overdone this mockery has become. Last summer Honda developed a series of ads in promotion for the new Jazz, a car that boasts ‘heaps’ of space. In one of the advertisements titled “How much Hipster can you Pack in a Jazz?’ , countless plaid donning, environmentally conscious, condescending hipsters pile into the vehicle to demonstrate the car’s impressive capacity. At one point the lead hipster even remarks to a passerby ‘look at that f*cking hipster’, a reference to the website by almost the exact name. The comment is no doubt meant to be ironic, which is what the hipster culture is all about. The internet is the worst offender of overdoing the hipster belittlement. Faster than can be viewed, videos on YouTube of people imitating hipsters are popping up while other websites found their entire basis on the concept. One of the best examples of this would be Hipster Hitler. The website consists of comics portraying Hitler as a young-spirited, indie dictator who tries hard not to do what all the other dictators are doing. The only problem is half the comics are simply making the same joke over and over again. I wish I could rant about Hipster Puppies, a place where people can take pictures of their best friends with thick-rimmed glasses and PBR cans, but the end result is too adorable for me to argue with. Hipster jokes are kind of like fart jokes: used sparingly in the right place and the right time, they’re worth a few laughs. All I’m asking for here is some moderation. We don’t want hipster jokes to become mainstream, now do we? Fare-ly ugly TransLink puts advertisements on new FareCards By Sharon Miki ith the U-Pass finally green-lit and on track for Douglas College students this summer, you'd think that we could give transit issues a rest for a few months. Still, take one look at your FareCard this January and its clear that those scamps at TransLink have other plans. And they’ re not pretty. As of January 2011, TransLink monthly FareCards are adorned with advertisements that take up nearly half of their front surface. These new FareCard ads are tacky, tactless and, frankly, not worth the nickel they paid: for them. I understand that a bus pass is not meant to be a beacon of artistic splendour, it’s just an $81 to $151 slip of paper that allows you to trudge onto public transit. However, the passes are paid-for commodities, purchased by commuters; as such, there is a reasonable expectation that, just because we want to participate in public transit, we will not be forced to become walking mini- billboards for products, companies and organizations that we may not endorse. Economically, I can understand 14 the argument that we might not mind the ads if they’re going to be big, fare- reducing money-makers. However, according to TransLink, the ads will guarantee only $84,000 in revenue per year, or about $7,000 each month. As of March 2007, TransLink sold about 131,000 FareCards in a month. So, roughly, TransLink will make barely five cents per card sold; in exchange for advertisements that transit-goers will carry on their person at almost all times and will have to look at several times a day. Not worth it. Still not convinced? Let’s say you buy a new car. You buy the car, even though the price has been steadily increasing while the quality and reliability seem to worsen— hey, you need to get around. You sign the papers and it’s sort of a clunker, but you’re happy because you’ve got your own transportation lined up. Sweet! Then, before you can drive off, the salesman walks out and spray paints your car with the number for his trampy sister-in-law’s door-to-door Avon business. You try to protest but he’s tells you that having the ad on the If you want to enjoy the fare- it’s clear that any tampering, altering or defacement of the card nullifies: saving splendour of monthly FareCards, you have no choice but to endorse those that TransLink decrees you support through the flashing of your card. Reading the fine print, its validity. As such, I think I might start up a little side business selling specially-designed FareCard holders, which will cover about half of the front surface, making it ad-free. mode of transportation you take with you everywhere is the price you pay to keep the future cost of fixing the windshield wiper down, theoretically. Would you accept it? I don’t think so.