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When you get your pop culture taste from everyone around you and have no acquired taste of your own. You're just a shell wearing, listening and watching things because they're currently popular, and that's all you are.
You put in no effort to even browse for your own taste, to the point of even going onto a page from a tag from bandcamp, just in case you'll be judged for not liking it.
You are the true meek of society.
This dudes got mad second hand taste, he listens to suicide boys cause he wishes he did heroin but he's even to scared to do that. What a poser. What a pussy.
When you get your pop culture taste from everyone around you and have no acquired taste of your own. You're just a shell wearing, listening and watching things because they're currently popular, and that's all you are.
You put in no effort to even browse for your own taste, to the point of even going onto a page from a tag from bandcamp, just in case you'll be judged for not liking it.
You are the true meek of society.
This dudes got mad second hand taste, he listens to suicide boys cause he wishes he did heroin but he's even to scared to do that. What a poser. What a pussy.
The act of an ice-cream vendor hearing from the corporate masters the worst possible way to try and get you to buy into their new flavour of ice-cream. By insulting the opposition with baseless insults and rhetoric that would make members of 4chan shake their heads.
"I am always #nevertrump, it's the only way!"
"Why?"
"well, he's a racist sexist, xenophobe who hates women!"
"Where did he ever show that?"
"Oh my god! You Sexist asshole, you are so going to be put on Gawker for this!"
"Gawker doesn't exist anymore..."
"Mansplainer!!!"
"You know, I think This Tastes Like Hillary right now."