Yay! A person who claims he’s “figured Portland out.”
Sometime in the mid-2000s, various groups of people who couldn’t make it elsewhere moved in. Now, these people are in social positions of power. Tone deaf DJs, comics without jokes, dancers who can’t dance etc. “This tastes like shit, why are you a cook?” “Because that was the position my cousin could hook me up with when I moved here.” The town forgives, if not rewards, underachievement. A safe space for everyone appeals to no one. Points for trying is a lethal concept. How can we put an end to this?
Something tells me that was a rhetorical question, and he thinks he already knows the answer. Find out what it is here, and drop off your own rant and/or confession in the I, Anonymous Blog—where we’ve got Portland figured out!
