I like fixies. I hate wankers. My hate for wankers doesn't discriminate about if a wanker is clad in tight jeans, obscure band t-shirt and scarf while balancing a latte and wobbling along the footpath as though it was the San Fran CBD (despite the road in the uncrowded urban area being empty), sitting in full euro team regalia with a $15,000 roadbike balanced behind his chair at the bakery after a brisk tootle along the cycleway, or bombing brakeless down the footpath in a flannel and supre pants on some barely functional slammed, chopped, carefully distressed chartreuse and magenta coloured BMX.
In all actuality, the hating is probably only just now getting going as fixed bikes, townies etc have become urban fashion symbols which are primarily bought by tossers.
Just ride your bike, don't go all out using it solely as some rolling billboard to your ego.