When I first heard of The New York Times article about farms experiencing a hipster invasion of sorts, it left me with an image of young fashionable twenty-somethings breaking into farms and fashioning ironic mustaches onto a bevy of unsuspecting farm animals.
“That ‘stache is lookin’ tight, horse!” –anonymous hipster farmer/ rebel.
The article, upon further inspection (aka: reading), does not focus on the terminology “hipster” but more so on the notion that this sudden interest in farming internships is a trend among young adults. The internet buzz surrounding the article seems to be translating this, rightfully or wrongfully, as an article focused on hipster farming.
It is likely that this surge has nothing to do with “hipsters“ -a seemingly arbitrary term that is tossed about with spite by people who could easily fit into some aspect of the alleged “hipster” mold themselves about other people who fit into other aspects of the mold, but more to do with a pattern of behavior among a certain age group. This inter-hipster hate is sort of like Christians hating on Judaism, or vice versa, for either being too religious…the age old tale of the pot, calling the kettle black.
Perhaps this growth in interest in internships of a sustainable nature shows the effects on the collective consciousness of a generation of people who came to age in time of immediate information–where factory farming was being publicly decried and the environment was continuously being protected by a leftist blog community…AP, I am looking at us! (This conspiracy runs deep, I tells ya’!)
Between the great recession and the constant influx of discoveries of the over the top ways in which we- especially in the Western world- tend to live and how these lifestyle choices negatively effect the environment has left some people looking for alternative ways of approaching their day to day lives. By rejecting the notion of “consume, consume, consume” that is shoved down our throats from birth, and embracing fully their role in living a sustainable lifestyle, they are fully practicing what they are preaching. Instead of reducing these people to a label, we should give them appreciative head nod…sudden movements are known to scare hipsters….I kid, I joke therefore I am.
Evan Dayringer, an intern at the farm featured in the Times article, explains, “…you don’t get a lot more fundamental than farming. So really I’m hoping it’ll be almost like a vehicle: I’ve got farming, I’ve got food, I’ve got shelter, I’ve got people, and then I can incorporate things into that as I go forward.”
“Think Globally, Act Locally” is being personified in someone like this young lad. He shouldn’t be reduced to a stereotype and therefore dismissed as a useless hipster- a term that implies that someone is only embracing a belief, a fashion or an artist because it is oozing trendiness.
Throughout history, youth has often been equated with an openness to embrace a movement, the most obvious example being the hippies of the sixties and their anti-war/ pro getting high on reefer movement. It is important to not pass sustainable life choices off as a passing fad embraced only by hip youths. who do not know enough about disappointment. Eco-friendly living is to be applauded, especially when practiced in such a productive all-encompassing manner.
In addition to these accolades, we should encourage each other -both those young and hipper than us and those old fuddy duddies who watch the weather channel for fun-to not pass this lifestyle off as something that is a finite, passing craze that will be considered lame or dreadfully passé in another five years. Eco-friendly living is not Pogs, bell bottoms, or rollerblading backwards downtown in gold lame hot pants (wait, that may have just been me) and should not be seen as something that is only embraced for some type of coolness factor.
Regardless of how you feel about eco-lifestyles or hipsters, when the zombie apocalypse inevitably occurs, locate the nearest hipster and beg them to school you in the ways of organic farming, they are easily located by the lens less fashion glasses and their knowledge of bands you have never heard of. They may be your only hope of survival.
I kid, or do I? Dun, dun, dun!!!