City of Contrasts

October 20, 2008

In five minutes and eight blocks, contrasts assault me.

At busy Burnside and Sandy in Portland, a young man holds a sign as tall as he is. A photo of an aborted fetus covers most of the sign. Above the photo are the words “Obama-nation.” A few blocks later, nature offers a visual antidote: a rainbow arcing north to south against overcast skies.

Nearby, a car dealership catches my eye for the first time. It’s selling all-electric cars that remind me of water bugs. Too bad the dealership didn’t open next to the one I soon pass on NE 12th. The one peddling Hummers.