IN the PNW, the weather patterns have already begun changing drastically. We have had the driest summer in decades, and the fires in the surrounding forests with stagnated air have made our valleys suffocate with smoke.
We never had a week without rain in our typical winters. Now high pressures sit over cities and the we have some rain every other week.
Portland’s popularity has attracted over half a million new residents in the last three years alone. You can tell the newbies by their glazed look in their eyes and their massive trucks and arrogant attitude.
It was only during rush hour that we would wait in traffic for two light cycles.
Now the time of day does not matter.
Our economic policies and the promise of an unsustainable dream as a lifestyle has gotten us here.
We can’t trace a path back. Not even in Portland.