fucking hipsters always making Capicola sandwiches and sharing them with the other hungry leaches

http://www.salon.com/life/pinched/2010/03/15/hipsters_food_stamps_pinched/index.html

vs.

http://theactivist.org/blog/hipsters-food-stamps-and-the-politics-of-resentment

Maybe I'll think about this today when I am eating sausages purchased by food stamps from my friend Erik, who in turn will make all the sausages on a hot grill for all who will atend a hipster basement show.
Or maybe I'll think about it next time I'm at metro market with my friend Adam cruising the deli for the best sandwich stuffers and talking about the importance of sharing the wealth of the system with your friends.
Or maybe I'll think about it when my friend Ben makes an entire chicken on a grill marinated with homade jerk seasoning and invites me over for dinner 2 times a week.
Chances are I won't though, cause I love my friends, and I love their food, and I love that they share it with me and anyone else.
I am not on food stamps and don't mind what you buy with 'em really. As long as you share it with me, then I got your weird hipster back that is certainly adorned with a flannel or greasy type of shirt.
Thank the lord there is people in this world that can operate in this level of negativity while keeping a positive outlook on the world and spreading the love like my dear friends and the food we eat together.