I ate lunch on Friday at a local eatery downtown called HopCat. From the ceiling murals to the music, the establishment seems aimed at local “hipsters” who enjoy fostering nostalgia for decades they never lived in–the kind of “activist” college students who might use the term “hepcat” without a hint of irony.
Of course, an establishment of this sort would not be complete without a rack of local publications and “community newsletters” of which the readership is outnumbered by those writing it. Being a perverse bastard, I like to take at least one of these each time I visit (oh, I forgot to mention that despite being aimed at the rebellious and idealistic, it’s a rather good eatery aimed at the rebellious and idealistic).
On this occasion, I was especially pleased when I spotted a publication which could easily be mistaken for a high school newspaper. Upon casual inspection, the only thing missing for this comparison was overly-pixelated and badly stretched monochrome photos.
It was titled “SPOON”.
Upon reading it, however, I found that there was much more value here than a team of high school psuedo-journalists could come up with.
Instead of saying anything further about this, I’ve decided to scan in the issue I stumbled upon and allow you to enjoy it untainted as I did for the first time.
Without further ado, I give you… SPOON!
