# when bluesky appears stuffed to bursting with smug hipster artistes of whiteness aka in which robert what acts the duck again and doesn't remotely know what ey imagines ey thinks ir's yapping about bourgeois middling class peak indie hipsters who just can't keep ir traps shut whatever the situation whether it requires ir instant expert shoehorned-in opinion or not cynically evaluating others from entitled perspectives but then that's just it isn't it; the net seems overwhelmingly designed for nobody but pinkies to express nothing but the smug ongoing fact of ir total dominance via the neurospectacle of communication aka unceasing 'white noise' read something recently that said the term 'indie' often merely hides and obfuscates much that is unhealthy as much as it expresses the oh-so-humble and charming given ir slick privileged status such repeated shrill assumed calls to righteous universal automated solidarity and comradeship with all other indie artists feels as honest and spontaneous as pabst blue ribbon flavor bubblegum made in a winsconsin factory by depressed androids which is why when others talk honestly if naively *cough* about anything perceived to be within the tiny venn diagram of ir alleged expertise they instantly pipe up once more take ownership of the entire conversation and context somehow make it all about *ir* innate righteous right to reply 'in defense of the indie realm' yeah well maybe if others had the chance to be invited in the first place then ok it's just the automatic false assumption they can always take part in conversations that were never really about them - except they often aren't remotely in the same boat as 'ir fellow artists' and are living at a level of often largely unwarranted cultural and financial superiority on decks far above everyone else much nearer the lifeboats stop larping that wholesome indie 'together as equal artists we' jive this ain't no heroic soviet wheat field realism poster unequal opportunities insensitivity a cruel sense of smug superiority and the benefit of living in a world that unceasingly bends itself to the pleasure of being pale and forever right (/wing) make such passive-aggressive kvetching about micro so-called injustices apparently perpetuated toward 'your' group a darkly laughable load of old deodorized dogslop - such a continued symbolic appropriation of marginalized artist experience under the thin pink guise of universal brotherhood and shared suffering is depressing and makes others want to puke (again and again the whole question of the impossibility of communication online rears its head; i have no mouth but i must bad_art) 'so much for solidarity among the so called artistic left' / 'art-workers' - some are more intersectionally equal than others eh *sigh* look nvm none of these people even really exist and none of this artless stuff even matters it's just.. another sour copper-penny tasting day online sorry an actually thoughtful article on the subject of indie entitlement: https://ellaguro.blogspot.com/2014/06/indie-entitlement.html // republic of bob