{"version": "1.0", "type": "rich", "title": "One of the small things that fucks with me about Portland is firetrucks run red + blue lights here.\nIn SE Pennsylvania red +...", "author_name": "kontextmaschine", "author_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "provider_name": "kontextmaschine", "provider_url": "https://kontextmaschine.com", "url": "https://kontextmaschine.com/post/186580264653/", "html": "<p>One of the small things that fucks with me about Portland is firetrucks run red + blue lights here.</p><p>In SE Pennsylvania red + blue was reserved for police, fire ran pure red</p><p>Blue alone meant you were a volunteer firefighter on your way to the firehouse, I think there weren&rsquo;t laws around that but it was proper to yield</p><p>Yellow/amber or green rooftop lights just meant &ldquo;I am doing shit in the roadway, look out&rdquo;</p><p>Also in mid-90s our fire trucks switched from red to that lime yellow reflective</p>"}