This will be a brief and fluffy diary, but I felt it would resonate. I live just about a mile and a half from a rather upscale neighborhood of older homes, on large lots shaded by leafy, majestic, mature trees. The neighborhood is called Eastmoreland. It's anchored by a golf course and a large park.
Anyway, the city posted a sign at an intersection not far from me, advising people in large Black & While letters to POST NO BILLS.
They, of course, meant to not post copies of your lost kitty, or advertisements about your weekend garage sale, or anything else of either a commercial or personal nature that would clutter up the telephone poles and cast the neighborhood in a rather "declasse" light.
So what have my fellow Portlanders done?
They have responded by posting scores of "Bills" at the intersection. Mr Bill, from Saturday Night Live. Bill Clinton. Bill Gates... Billie the Kidd. You name the Bill...if there is a photo of him that can be printed off and tacked/taped up to this intersection...they are there.
This is why I love living in Portland. What a great, spontaneous, creative and anarchic response to a simple black & white sign.
I love it.