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Toward a Hipper Ricochet
Folks, Ricochet has an image problem. The political Right has long been seen as a bunch of old fuddy-duddies who wouldn’t know a B3 (blah, blah, blah) from a BIH (burn in hell). If you were young and hip, would you want to join such a square web site? Bro, get real!
So what we’ve got to do is change our image. I am hipper and doper than you, so I can tell you what we need to do.
First, we need to adopt hipper names and pseudonyms. She, your new Ricochet name is Cis. Ms. RightAngles, you’re now Ms. LeftAngles. Nanda Pajama-Tantrum, you need something shorter and snappier, perhaps The Pajama Man. Susan, you’re now Quinn the Eskimo. Kate, you’re Shaneka Brown. RushBabe, you’re The CheBabe. Arahant, from now on you’re merely Jose. Front Seat Cat, you’re Shotgun Cat. My new name is I’ve Got a Tat on My Neck. Midget Faded Rattlesnake and Boss Mongo, you two can keep your names. They’re cool enough as it is.
The rest of you: Come up with your own hip name. I can’t do everything for you.
Next, we need to update our language. Right now it smacks of nerdiness and linear thinking. We can do better than that, posse, perhaps by gratuitously inserting the phrase “I’m hip to your groove” every now and then. Wait, that sounds like it comes right out of the sixties. I’m going to have to Google this.
Ok, I’m back again. Here’s a cool phrase I found: “Bible, my squad is phat and faddy.” Translation for the squares: “Truthfully, my friends are hot and and up-to-date.” So from now on, please insert “Bible, my squad is phat and faddy” every now and then. If it matters to you where in your discourse you place the hip phrase, that only means you’re still thinking in a linear mode. Chill out, squad.
In the Ricochet biographies, you can no longer say that you’re from Kansas or Iowa. That’s Flyover Country, guys. From now on we’re from San Fran, La La Land, or Tribeca.
We also need to change our avatars. Here’s a photo of an anonymous hipster, suitably androgynous. We can all use it until we can 
come up with new and hip avatars of our own.
Listen, it’s not like I’m asking you to get a tat, wear your hair in a bun, or sport a pork pie hat—though if my suggestions in this post don’t work, you may have to do those things.
In the meantime, if we put into effect my suggestions, Ricochet will be attracting crowds of Millennials, Gen Z’s, Centennials, Bicentennials, and Nanocentennials. Our site, Bible, will then be phat and faddy.
If you can think or other ways to attract the young and cool crowd, I’d like to hear them, though I seriously doubt that you’re as hip as I am, so your suggestions will probably be as square as you are. (If you doubt this, look at the clothes you’re now wearing.)
Endnote: As usual, I submitted this post to my wife Marie for her approval. She said, “Kent, it’s not all that clever.” I think she says things like that to crush my spirit.
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Up in the upper right-hand corner, there is your little avatar. If you hover over it, the menu pops up and you can go to Profile, Change Profile… (From the side sub-menu when you hover over Profile.)
That will take you to the Change Profile Photo Dialogue. It has a “Select your File” button. Click on that and then go to where you have the Reagan picture on your computer and select it.
I am so thrilled with my new profile picture. Thank you to RightAngles and Arahant for your support!
Gary Robbins
Mike, is that a reference to Lash LaRue? Man, you are old.
Do you think people will be nicer to me when they see Reagan’s face?
Maybe if you change your behavior. Then again, it couldn’t hurt.
Yes.
I believe in “Gary Exceptionalism”
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Just kidding.
If they aren’t nicer to you, they should be. You’ve suffered enough on this site.
I had a friend who had a problem with on-line porn. He said that he was able to address it by having his password be “Jesus” as he couldn’t type in Jesus’ name and immediately go to on-line porn.
Thank you for being the impetus for me for me to change my profile picture.
That does take you further up the SJW hierarchy. It would definately help the next time the “good officer” (zampolit) comes around.
So do I, actually.
WOW. That is awesome and brilliant!
Listen, three eyes, don’t you try to outweird me, I get stranger things than you free with my breakfast cereal.
You guys are so unhip it’s a wonder your bums don’t fall off.
I’m so amazingly cool you could keep a side of meat inside me for a month.
I’m already too cool for school. If I become too cool for work, that only leaves the bus station. They’ll pinch me for violating the consent decree.
Yes it is. I’m only 43, but I found out about Lash LaRue earlier this year because I saw two of his 1980s films on Rifftrax: Alien Outlaw and The Dark Power.
Kent, you inspired me. Name has been changed.
https://www.washingtonpost.com/archive/lifestyle/1992/08/12/lash-larue-the-buckaroo-of-the-b-movies/b7cc5709-c0eb-4935-b322-73c84942c901/?utm_term=.66e9cab36547
Gary! You have a sense of humor! Who knew? (just kidding…..)
That was a great article. And those two Lash LaRue sci-fi movies the article (and I) mentioned are available via Rifftrax on Amazon Prime.
Loves me some John Pizzarelli-party, Hoyacon! Thanks…
Gary Robbins (View Comment):
OK. I’ll get along.
How about “Hijack” ?
And this :
Doing you a favour.
Kent, here’s my hipster philosophy. Btw, it may become Pajama Game – b/c I’m *not* a man – and proud of it. :-D Peace. Out.
Nanda, in the new hipper Ricochet, sexuality is fluid. That is, you are not only what sex you identify as, it’s also what sex others identify you as. And that can differ from one day to the next.
All of those words are meant to cover up my error. I’m not sure why I thought you were a man, perhaps the name Nanda. The wild-haired woman as your avatar should, however, have given me a clue.
Sorry.
Nothing to be sorry for, Kent…The nickname, (Nanda) “Blissful one” was given by an old friend, long ago, because it incorporated initials. N. Pajama-Game it shall be for a bit, soon…Just for you. The avatar is a gift from RightAngles. The “surname” was bestowed by our Dave Carter, several years ago…No worries! Hip is fun at Ricochet!
Dude, right arm! Farm out, man!
Dude, far out and high five. (I looked up your cryptic utterance in Urban Dictionary.)
Man, I’ve gotten myself in trouble by pretending to be hip. I’ve gotten a string of bewildering responses that are hipper than I am.
Where I went to high school, the ‘cool’ girls (they thought they were cool) would wear skirts so short you could see the stocking tops and garters. You could also see the bulging areas between the garter straps…. (Well-fed Midwestern girls) The boys would stand at the base of the longest stairs to watch them go up.
I think I have the record for the shortest skirt; however, I wore pantyhose–no bulges. Of course, it helped being 5′ tall and 104# soaking wet. Also, it was actually a scooter-type skirt. When I bought it, it had a slit front, with attached pants. My mom made me sew the slit shut before I could wear it to school…
(Have I created plenty of mind pictures? I do my best…!)
Ha! I used to leave the house in a dowdy skirt approved by my dad with a mini skirt stuffed into my purse. They caught me doing that once and I was grounded.