According to Business Week, Portland is the unhappiest city in the United States. You can read the reasoning here.
Of course, my girlfriend and I are catching wreck from every which way, friends and family warning a move to Portland probably isn’t in our best interests. But my response is this: You think living in a climate where the weather wades below 0°F is healthy? If opening the local newspaper and seeing the day’s high is -25°F doesn’t cause you to tie a noose, I think you’ll be fine when it’s 45°F and drizzle. I know Portland gets a lot of rain. I enjoy rain. I would take a dreary day over a sunny one every time. I love golfing in the rain.
These “studies” are so counterproductive because you go out and attempt to paint an entire city a single emotional state, as if the citizens of Portland are all one bad day away from calling it quits. Ludicrous.
We’re still moving. If we’re not depressed by a Minnesota winter, I think we can handle Oregon’s. I’ll let ’90s alternative rock band Garbage summarize my thesis: