Two pieces missing:

Like most Northern states, it was.

As an Oregonian, I think I should point out that this wasn't an Oregon movement—Oregon was invaded by people from Nevada and elsewhere. There was virtually no support for this assholery, even in the rural community where this took place.

It's the sweetness.

We have had one of these in Portland for years:

The greatest pop culture president has always been George Sears in Metal Gear Solid 2. I love the idea of a big disaster happening, and then the press looking in to see two people fighting on a roof-top: An androgynous ninja and…Wait, is that former president Sears in a Doc-Oc suit shooting missiles at the ninja?

Oh, you're right about that too. But World War I fiction tends to be like Parade's End, or (the still quite good) Very Long Engagement, or even Downton Abbey, where there are a lot of people dramatically putting the back of their hands over their foreheads and musing about the utopia that they left behind and how…

One of my favorite fictional portrayals of World War I, which is often bloated with sappy romance and false nostalgia.

I grew up in the Northwest, where grunge was king.

The other problem with Bond is Ian Fleming's admiration for a charter member of Europe's equivalent of the KKK that could not speak for long without going on a tirade about homosexuality disgusting him. http://ulster-scots.co.uk/d…

Though this is sexist and all…Amanda in the sweatshop bit was fucking hot as hell.

My first drink was a White Christmas rum and brandy mix. Surely there are some rednecks in the south that would have been hoarding something called White Christmas.

The golden rings are supposed to be ring-necked birds.