Actually no, fuck it:
I'm not amazing at putting vague gripes down in a succinct way, and I know this has gone round and around but maybe I'll just leave this here...like a brainfart and y'all pigeons can have a little peck at the sick for a while !!BUT!!
I was in a part of East London the other day, Lets say somewhere south of the Stoke Newington one-way and west of the marshes and clapped eyes on some old shopfront turned into a Cupcake / expensive coffee / florist - type affair. Exclusively white, media-looking clientele, sat in the sun in front of boards with whimsical chalked-up fonts of twee bullshit.
I just felt my blood temp shoot up and for the first time this sort of "how..fucking DARE you" sentiment...this inner voice of ”how very actually fucking DARE you” this seething urge to slap - It's actually quite hard to put into words. I mean a while ago I lived in Shoreditch for 3 years for fucks sake, but maybe I had a more innate sense of…I don’t know…blending in a bit: I mean I’m sure I was hypocritical at times but I think it’s this kinda PUTTING-MY-MIDDLE-CLASS-SLIGHTLY-TWATTY-FLAG-UP vibe I got from this place…a complete island…
I’m aware this isn’t a ‘hipster’ thing – I mean this is second wave, moneyed ‘lifestyle’-people, maybe on the coat-tails of the hipsters and all that. I’m not even going to say that H-word again.
The idea of sympathetic art-minded communities living somewhere outside of 9 to 5’s…expressing ideas & making exciting things is one of the things that genuinely makes me get up in the morning: but this is the turgid prolapse-end of that: This is a hundred fixies chained up outside a really fucking divvy shop. Existing communities don’t get a fucking look in. There’s a tipping point isn’t there?
Please don’t say how obvious this is; I don’t deny it…I actually feel better to have got this (however vaguely) off my chest…I was so angry. Eugh, weird. RIGHT
Does anyone think anything about this^^^