Back in the 70s, Tower of Power cut a song called What Is Hip? and it so was. Some fifty years later, I ask myself that same question. What is hip?
Down in these here parts, all three nights leading into Saint Patrick’s Day qualify as party friendly. So I was trying to walk my dog to make wee wee on a tree but NO … the drunken leprechauns bedlam to came to play on the same corner at the same time my dog was circling in for a wide open second position … aka her pee position. Somebody yelled something (person) and she (dog) choked.
So here’s what’s not hip. The word SKANK. That was what the girl yelled. I turned around to see a rather rotund thing in green and white checkered spandex tights. She’s the one who employed the word. I felt the need to tell her she also defined it.
For all intents and purposes, which I used to pronounce as for all intensive purposes Saint Patrick’s Day, Halloween, Valentine’s Day and New Year’s Eve are NOT HIP at some point in a person’s shrinking arc of life. It ain’t in mine now but I pray for the patience to not pass judgment on the twenty somethings who reserve the right to use the word SKANK.
I kinda wanted to approach the SKANK and introduce her to a hipper phrase … HOSE BAG.
I think SKANK became HOSE BAG in my 30s but don’t hold me to that. I was distracted.
And to clear things up I was never one to say SKANK or HOSE BAG at any age.
Yet other people did. Hey they thought it was hip. Ya gotta let ’em think it.
