It’s about life in hipster enclaves, and the self-consciousness that makes hipsters desperately disavow the label. entrepreneurship, in which people reject office jobs in favor of becoming, say, an appliqué-pillow designer with a page on Etsy.
Of course she can, because this is the kind of cool restaurant in Portland, Oregon, where patrons regularly seek elaborate assurances about the virtuousness of their food.
The waitress informs the couple that the place serves only local, free-range, “heritage-breed, woodland-raised chicken that’s been fed a diet of sheep’s milk, soy, and hazelnuts.” But because the diners, Peter and Nance, are characters on “Portlandia”—a television comedy in which precious concerns spin into giddy lunacy—the conversation does not stop there.
The first time that we sat down to talk, at a restaurant in Portland’s loft-filled Pearl District, she said, “I’ve never understood people who play up the artifice of music. It took me outside of anything I’d ever done.” She had been an isolated teen-ager, and punk was “a salvation,” she said.
“You can never underestimate that moment of somebody explaining your life to you, something you thought was inexplicable, through music.
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Commonly used by undercover operatives of all kinds while wearing a wire or being in a bugged room, people engaged in a combat sport, and people engaged in a setting where reality and fiction could easily be mixed up.
(See Covert Distress Code.) When Played for Drama, (sub)cultural flavor or similar, the safe word is likely to be either "red" or some other simple word that isn't easily used by mistake.
Peter, played by Fred Armisen, asks if the hazelnuts, too, are local.
Nance, played by Carrie Brownstein, needs to know the size of the parcel of land where the chicken roamed freely.
Or it could be meant for a third party that might come to your aid. In the American BDSM subculture, three safe words are widespread: Red for full stop emergency shutdown, yellow for "This is too hard, I need us to slow down," and green for "Don't mind my screams, you can push harder." Some communites/cultures add "beige" for "I'm bored, get to it already! Other countries' BDSM scenes can be considerably more lax, though, with some even forgoing safewords altogether and placing the responsibility on the dom to ensure that things don't get out of hand.