By the time Lyssa returned to her friends, the technical
aspects of the statue's
ascension had finally been worked out. Through it all, Portlandia continued to look
bored. That would never change. Even when a few brave souls initiated a daring
action to alleviate female bitterness and male dominance; not
even that could change the bored expression on Portlandia's face.
And so, amid cheers and yelling and enthusiastic applause, Portlandia was hoisted to her pedestal, an indifferent image of the power of some kind of feminine principle which no one could agree on.