I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.

Toronto has so many hipsters. Got to love all the cool people riding fixed geared bikes with out foot retention.

if you're getting teased by hipsters, go to the gym, lift, then intimidate the skinny *****

Agreed. Most of these kids aren't over 140 pounds. Not the most intimidating people on earth. Next time they call you a wussy, go stick up for yourself. I assure you 99.99999999% of them will be quick to apologize.

only wussy's cry about their problems on the internet

i left my bike outside the liquor store last week... there were FOUR hipsters talking **** about it because i had brakes... i came out and grabbed the bike, dogged them out and all FOUR ran...


stupid hipsters are terrified of gangsters...

On page two, a guy refers to himself as a gangster.

true story...

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To think that in 1986, I rode my Schwinn Traveler with just a front brake, and wore a little yellow cap. Now all these kids are copying my style.

Actually, I find it amusing at Interbike each year that the cookie cutter fixed gear riders try so hard to express their individuality by all having the same clothes, facial hair, and attitudes. But a handful that I talked to were actually reasonably cool.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of "interposition" and "nullification" -- one day right there in Alabama little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today!

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight; "and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together."2

This is our hope, and this is the faith that I go back to the South with.

With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith, we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

And this will be the day -- this will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning:

My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing.

Land where my fathers died, land of the Pilgrim's pride,

From every mountainside, let freedom ring!

And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true.

And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire.

Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York.

Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania.

Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado.

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.

But not only that:

Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia.

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee.

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi.

From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual:

Free at last! Free at last!

Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!

Man..
It's really disappointing to see such rampant generalizations about people.

Can't we all just ride bikes? Whether it be for only a few months, or years, or your whole life we're all just rollin' and chillin.
People wouldn't ride if they didn't enjoy it, even if they started because it was the 'in' thing to do. They're still at it, right?
These guys you describe sound like noobs, but there's always noobs in everything and everybody hates 'em, but no one is a noob forever. They'll grow out of it, or grow out of the sport.
They just want to sound like they know what they're talking about and be accepted.
Chill man, you shouldn't let the actions of others upset you like that.
That's p***y s**t man.

Shutting this down before it totally blows up.