Apparently current cartographers have a distinct Aristotelean view of Portland: Concentric rings hovering around downtown, with little existing beyond city limits. In other words, downtown is the center of the universe just as earth was once believed to be.
But if dowtown is Portland’s earth, that makes Foster-Powell Pluto.
And one thing we know about the Pluto story—it gets the boot at some point. And it’s also a Disney character. So, basically, Pluto gets no love.
At least we made the cutoff, though. Mt. Scott-Arleta, Lents, Powellhurst-Gilbert, and Brentwood-Darlington weren’t so lucky. So maybe they’re Pluto…and we get to rule the sea.
All joking aside, this graphic only perpetuates the myth that Portland ends at 82nd or as it nears Clackamas. But I’m sure it looks good hanging next to some ironic artwork in a hip downtown condo.