City Paper is not for tourists
A couple days ago, Gawker picked up on a sweet Williamsburg street battle that broke out last weekend between New York’s finest and hipsters dressed up like panda bears.
The faux-animal collective, known as Pandamonium, is described as “a costumed, roving, street party, apocalyptic, dance, rock, battle.” But it’s also so much more, writes “The Panda Posse”:
It is clear that NYC is becoming less and less hospitable to us pandas, and non-pandas alike, who wish to create an environment free from the restraints of commerce and police repression. We pandas refuse to settle for the pre-packaged lifestyles they wish to sell us. We know that, although we are part of a dying breed, we can and will create the city we wish to live in here and now. It is amazing what can be done with a group of friends, a few boom boxes and some courage.
Whatever. Those of us into the endangered animorphing scene know that hipsters masquerading as pandas has been outplayed for years. The real nail in the coffin for the cool factor of hipster pandas hit all the way back in October 2006. Photo evidence after the jump:
‘Sup, Williamsburg. If I’m dressing up as a hipster panda for Halloween, it’s officially over. Hot tip: Whales up next.