Portland is under a boil water alert today. Some human or animal pooped in one of our open reservoirs. Our taps are tainted, our ice must be dumped.
The electron river that flows into our homes remains pure however, the lights burn bright as ever.
The methane river that enters most homes through its own back channel is also clean, our furnace hums without indigestion.
Our dog, who regularly eats the offal of other animals must think we have gone mad.
The citizens of Kathmandu, who daily drink water that would put many westerners in the hospital must also wonder about our delicate intestines.
So this morning I’ll give thanks for living in a maritime climate where water is abundant and cheap and raise my glass — of beer — to those elsewhere who struggle with real water problems every day.