"Portlandia is an extended joke about what Freud called the narcissism of small differences: the need to distinguish oneself by minute shadings and to insist, with outsized militancy, on the importance of those shadings."
I don't think I ever really understood Portland until I read this sentence. Around here, it's taken for granted that in order to fit in, one has to find the way that you are slightly different than the person next to you, and then become so committed to that difference that you are almost militant.
Perhaps you'll be happy to know that this is not me. (Perhaps not). Unfortunately a personals ad is all about emphasizing the small ways in which I am different than all of the other dudes on here. But I've never been too good at that.
So, you may find that I don't fit in around here because I am not militant about my differences, and I don't assume that the way I live and the things that I love are somehow superior to the ways that others live their lives.
None of this is to complain too much about Portland. I totally love it here. I even bought a house recently, because I can't imagine anywhere else in the world that I'd rather put down some roots.
I've discovered that being an adult is basically the same game of dress-up that we played as kids. My life has been a constant effort to not get sucked into that game. I think I've mellowed a bit on that front in recent years, but I hope you'll still find that I don't fit into any particular box.