A person who is caught up in a big, like London or maybe is on dope. But really, it's a synonym for hipsters and other likely self indulged indie elitist.
Subsequently, it could also be a blog by the same type of person because people like this think everyone wants to hear their opinion.
The phrase comes from the title of the final track off of Van Morrison's Astral Weeks and a quote he used to describe what the song was about.
Person A: Look at those hipsters over there in their skinny jeans and emo music. They're probably talking about Wes Anderson films. I hate people like that. Why won't they just go away?
Person B: Let it go, man. They're just a bunch of slim slow sliders, caught up in themselves and a their long journey to apathy.
Person A: I'm thinking about starting a blog because I've got all of these awesome things I want to write about, like indie films and drugs and music and books and interesting films and things. I know people would want to read it.
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”