Author: pvbella

Chicago Mayor Lori Lightfoot loves failures. David Brown, her cowpoke mercenary Superintendent of Police, is an epic failure and has been since day one. Police officers derisively refer to Brown as the Top Flop. The rank-and-file officers have no respect, trust, or confidence in David Brown.

Lightfoot’s CTA President, Dorval Carter, is another epic failure. The buses and trains do not run on time, sometimes not at all. The terms ghost buses and ghost trains entered Chicago’s lexicon. Crime is up on the CTA. Carter implemented a patchwork solution of ghost security guards to patrol the trains and stations. They are ghosts because no one can see them.

Worse, Carter snubbed his nose at the Chicago City Council by refusing their requests to appear and justify his epic failures. Under mounting pressure, he finally agreed to meet with the City Council.

Lightfoot stubbornly refuses to fire these dunderheads. No other mayor in my long memory tolerated such epic failures. Heads rolled and kept rolling until the failures returned to normal. Those past mayors did not accept excuses when public services were so poorly handled.

Aside from being an initial private business(s), public transportation was designed to get people from one place to another and back expeditiously. They designed it to transport workers to and from work on time, as Chicago was a city of major commerce and industry where time is money and money is time.

The CTA leadership does not care if people who need to be places on time are late. The apathy is appalling. An organization, Commuters Take Action, tracked late buses and trains along with the ghosts. They reported 3000 incidents over six months.

There are no excuses for poor performance by highly paid public executives. Except, Lightfoot appears to wallow in mediocrity. Under her watch, failure is not just an option, but the only option. Public safety and now public transportation are failures. The failures are because of the supposed leaders of the Chicago Police Department and the Chicago Transit Authority are out of their leagues.

Firing failure is not wrong. There is nothing wrong with replacing them with competent people. Keeping dunderheads on six-figure payrolls is a problem. There is nothing wrong with firing a mayor either. Next year Lightfoot runs for reelection. She does not deserve a second term. Lightfoot should be kept as far away as possible from the Fifth Floor of City Hall.

It is November. The weather is warmish, and fall is still in all its glory. It is time to discuss something unmentionable to many people. The upcoming holiday feasts are on the horizon. So is turkey terror, the paralyzing effect of cooking that big fu**king bird(BFB) for the first time. Turkey terror is a fear, not grounded in reality, that the feast will be a disaster. It does not have to be this way.

Remember the military axiom: P*ss poor prior planning leads to p*ss poor performance. Start preparing for the holiday meals now, especially if you have never cooked a turkey before. Stores are getting ready for the holidays, and you should too. Preparing for the feast can be challenging and a lot of work. There is no need to kill yourself or your wallet.

Now is the time to plan your feast, especially if you are doing it for the first time. The best way to plan is to create your menu, find recipes, and list all the ingredients you need. Every time you go to the grocery store, pick up a few non-perishable items and cross those off your list. Put them in a box, bin, or empty shelf, so you will know where they are for the big day.

The grocery stores will set up displays of those non-perishable goods. Many will be on sale until the day(s) gets closer. Stock up. This year, due to inflation and some continuing supply chain issues, those sales may not be as generous as in years past, but products will still be less expensive than waiting for the week or two before the big day.

Decide ahead of time if you are buying a frozen or fresh turkey. A frozen turkey takes a long time to defrost, so buy it ahead of time if that is your choice. Allow 1.5 pounds per person since about 1/3 of a turkey is waste- bones. Predictions are turkeys- both fresh and frozen- will be expensive this year. Who says you must serve turkey? Ham or another roast are suitable substitutes. Hell, roast a chicken or two.

Prepare side dishes and dressing a day or two ahead. Heat them while the turkey is resting after you pull it out of the oven. Do not be shy about asking people to bring side dishes or desserts. It means less work and expense for you. If guests offer, accept their generosity. You do not have to prepare everything.

Timing is everything. Figure out the approximate time the turkey or other protein will come out of the oven and the resting time. That is the time you will serve dinner. If you want guests to come earlier, figure out some light appetizers and drinks. I would stick with wine and excellent beer. Thanksgiving is not supposed to be a drunken booze and puke fest.

If you never roasted a turkey, practice roasting chickens. If you can properly roast a chicken, you can roast a turkey. Even try roasting a duck. They are usually frozen, so you can practice proper thawing procedures. The turkey is just a bigger fowl and takes longer to cook.

Here are some tips for roasting that BFB. These are just the basics. Do not get fancy schmancy with brining or slathering butter if this is your first time. Plain salt and pepper and a few other ingredients are acceptable.

If roasting a frozen turkey, allow one day for every 4-5 pounds of turkey to thaw in the fridge. Put the turkey in a pan on a rack on the bottom shelf of the fridge.

The day before, remove the wrapping and giblets package. Blot the turkey with paper towels inside and out. Put it back in the fridge. This will dry the skin. Dry skin browns nicer for presentation.

On the day of, remove the turkey an hour before cooking and let it sit on the counter for 30-45 minutes. This will bring the bird close to room temperature. Preheat your oven to 450 F.

Season the turkey liberally inside and out with salt and pepper. You can put some herbs- parsley, sage, rosemary- onion and orange wedges in the cavity, along with a stick or two of butter (this will enhance your sauce/gravy)

Put the bird in the oven. After 15 minutes, lower the oven to 350 F. Figure 13-15 minutes per pound from the time you put the turkey in. Note: if you put the BFB in the oven right out of the fridge, cooking time will be longer.

Check the temp with an instant-read thermometer in the thick part of the thigh- do not touch bone. It should read 165 F. (The thighs take the longest to cook.) If you make a slit where the thighs meet the body the heat will penetrate evenly.

Remove the bird, cover loosely with foil, and let it rest 30-40 minutes depending on the size of the bird.

While that BFB is resting, heat your sides and prepare your sauce/gravy, using the pan drippings. Usually the week of Thanksgiving, stores have turkey wings. You can use those to make the stock for your gravy/sauce or buy turkey stock.

Who says you have to roast a turkey? You can buy whole legs and bone in breasts. Braise the turkey over vegetables and a liquid. Google braised turkey. There are an infinite number of recipes. The photo above is a Moroccan-style braised turkey I did some years back for Thanksgiving.

Where is the rule that turkey is the only protein for Thanksgiving? Ham or other roasts are just as good. Traditions are made to be broken. So, if you do not want to attempt that BFB, choose something else.

Start planning, prepping, and practicing now.

If you are dead set on roasting that BFB, here is a video by the master.

Yesterday was Halloween. I went to get jabbed with the latest COVID vaccine. Then, I went to vote. I had to hold my nose a few times, as usual. I am prepared to be disappointed in some of my choices.

Wandering around, I saw people dressed in creative costumes, including the waitress in the restaurant where I had lunch. After dark, I watched children and with their parents trick or treating. There were fewer than in years past.

Our mayor, Lori Lightfoot, was out in costume with her wife. Lightfoot is not one to turn down a good time, any day or night of the week. One could wonder if she was our trick-or-treating or just scaring children and their parents when handing out candy. Lightfoot is the Chicago Empress of Bread and Circuses.

Last night, Halloween was shattered for many by a mass shooting in the East Garfield neighborhood. 14 people, including a 3-year-old child were wounded. An 11- and 13-year-old were also wounded. Some were critical. CFD took the wounded to Stroger, Mr. Sinai, Northwestern, and Loyola hospitals. Their conditions were listed as good, serious, and critical.

According to police, people gathered for a vigil and a balloon release for a deceased person. A car drove up and two people opened fire on the group. A police camera near the scene captured the crime. The shooting lasted three seconds.

Violence keeps impacting children and families in this city. The rest of the public just yawns, stretches, and scratches, just another day. If it did not happen to them, it did not happen. It is yesterday’s news, to be forgotten. Apathy is just as rife in Chicago as violent crime.

From 2018 through today, Chicago has the distinction of leading the nation in mass shootings. We are NUMBA ONE. Let that sink in. It is something our costumed party mayor and her incompetent and oblivious Superintendent of Police, David Brown, ignore. Mass shootings in Chicago killed or wounded almost 900 people since 2018, including last nights. This is an embarrassment on all levels.

Mayor Lori Lightfoot is directly responsible for the continuing crime wave in this city. Contrary to the lies goobernatorial candidate Darren Bailey spews about Governor Pritzker, Lightfoot alone wears the hat or the costume(s) for her public safety failures.

Lori Lightfoot is now demanding a pay raise. $216,000.00 is not enough for her to live on. She demands a yearly 5% or the cost-of-living raise, whichever is less. This would give her a hefty $227, 000.00-plus salary. People should get pay raises when they are competent. Lightfoot is an abject incompetent failure, though she sure knows how to have a good time donning costumes for various occasions.

14 people were shot and wounded last evening, including a 3-year-old. The mayor was prancing around in a costume like Nero playing his lyre while Rome burned. There is no shock from City Hall or the public. Chicago is too accustomed to living with continuing violence. I weave violence into the fabric of this city. Soon, some will claim violence is part of Chicago’s shared values.

Today is the Day of the Dead, Día de los Muertos. Chicago should declare November 1^st a city holiday to celebrate the murder and mayhem. The city should commission and erect a large bust of the calavera, the skull, like the one depicted above. The city should place it in a prominent place for all to see. It ought to be the official symbol of this violent town.

“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.” (Lauren DeStefano)

Fall is in full swing. The days are getting chilly, with a few Yoyo warm days. Fall has always been my favorite season. I love the crisp, clean weather.

Fall is the best season. It is significantly better than spring. The sunlight is different and more pleasant in the fall. On cloudless days, the light is not as harsh as the overbearing summer sunlight. The sky becomes an artist’s palette, with hues of pink, orange, and purple clouds at sunrise and sunset.

The trees change colors to yellows, oranges, reds, and eventually brown. They are works of art. Someone once wrote that “The leaves become flowers in the fall.” Fall is nature in all its glory. Eventually, the trees will become bare. Many will look like twisted gnarly Ents suffering from rheumatoid arthritis.

 Birds migrate south for the winter. Honking geese fill the skies with their vee formations. If you are lucky, you can see flocks of starlings swirling in their formations. The swirling is called murmuration. It is a joy to see.

We eat heartier foods like stews, soups, various roast meats, fowl, chili, and other comfort foods. The harvest puts seasonal products for us to savor. Ovens and slow cookers get used to make savory hearty meals. You can go apple picking or pumpkin harvesting. We cook and enjoy food more. It is too uncomfortable to eat well in the humid heat of summer.

Fall is the harbinger of death in the seasons. We dread the thought of Chicago winters. The harsh crunch of walking on snow and ice replaces the crackly pleasantness of walking on fallen brown leaves. The hawk assaults us with its deadly blasts. We suffer. We squeeze every ounce of pleasure and beauty out of fall, knowing winter’s nasty bite will make us miserable.

There are some drawbacks to fall. That f**king nasty fake pumpkin spice s**t that drooling, slobbering idiots and less-ons (Lower than morons) line up for at those oh-so-precious coffee shops. Candy corn, which resembles rat pellets and has the texture of earwax, is another horrid treat that makes its presence in the fall. Then there are the pi**ed off parents on Halloween who curse at you for running out of candy for their crotch critters.

Fall starts football season. Since the McCaskey Bears want to move out of the city, I thoroughly despise them and their evil, greedy, cheapskate, and chiseling owners. I root for their opponents, causing some consternation in my local drinking establishment. I want to see their QB and back up QBs get taken out for the season. Yeah, I wish for harm. I have no pity or mercy for Ken Dolls. The pork sword grand spawn of George Halas are despicable orcs.

Get out and enjoy the season. Appreciate the artistry of fall. Take in as much as possible because winter is coming. Winter is the season of bit**ing and moaning in Chicago. Yeah, yeah, yeah, those first snows are pretty until they turn into gray, sooty, and dog p**s yellow slush piles.  We will slip, slog, and slosh our way everywhere in misery.

The gray winter days will weigh heavily on us, causing SAD, Seasonal Affective Disorder or, as it is known, S**tty All Day Disorder.

Happy fall.

“We’ve got to figure something out on enforcement. … I’m not asking you to be a social worker. I’m not asking you to be a mental health counselor. I’m not asking you to be a basketball coach. … I’m asking you to be the police. This is what our residents are asking for in some of these challenged communities.” (Ald. Jason Ervin/Fox 32)

Chicago Superintendent of Police, David Brown, was on the hot seat during his budget meeting with the Chicago City Council last week. After over two years into his failed tenure, alderpersons finally found the courage to challenge his epic public safety failures, though they stopped short of demanding his resignation.

Alderpersons from across the city questioned his competency in keeping citizens safe from violent crimes on the streets and the C.T.A.. They did not accept his excuses for his continuing failures. Alderpersons in what were considered the safer neighborhoods were incensed over the violent crimes and catalytic converter thefts. Two aldermen whose wards include the C.T.A. Red and Blue Lines complained about the crime, violence, and lack of police presence on public transportation.

The morale of the Chicago Police Department is the lowest it has ever been. Almost 1000 officers retired this year or sought employment elsewhere. It is pastime Mayor Lightfoot fire David Brown over his miserable performance. He refuses to learn about Chicago and its neighborhoods. He thinks Chicago is Dallas, which is a mere imitation of a real city. Brown is clueless about our city, its citizens, and culture.

David Brown does not care about Chicago, the citizens. He does not care about the health and welfare of our hard-working police officers. All Brown cares about is his precious meaningless data and data analytics pornography, which the puerile Chicago news media slobbers over. Maybe Brown should put a data analytics page on one of the internet porn sites or Only Fans to further titillate Chicago’s supposed journalists.

In my neighborhood, the police presence is almost non-existent. I used to see police cars patrolling the area and my block several times a day. I rarely see police officers in the neighborhood, near my home, in the business areas, or around the two El stations nearby.

I ride the El. I do not see the supposed security guards the C.T.A. hired, or the supposed enhanced police presence. Maybe, like the ghost buses and trains, the security guards and police officers assigned to public transportation are from the spirit world. After all, Halloween is approaching.

Now, people are being “kidnapped,” being driven to another location, robbed, then released. Others are forced at gunpoint to go to ATMS and take out money. This is a new twist on violent crime. What will our wile criminals come up with next to terrorize the population?

In the meantime, Mayor Lori Lightfoot is partying and promoting bread and circuses while running for reelection. She is like Nero, playing his lyre while Rome burned.

“… I’m asking you to be the police. This is what our residents are asking for in some of these challenged communities.” It is a pity an alderman must literally beg the Superintendent of Police to be the police.We are all pleading with David Brown to be the police, what were once known as the real police. If not, Tex Brown should saddle up his horse and ride off into the sunset. That overpaid mercenary can find another city to ruin.

For quite a while people in various neighborhoods have been complaining about C.T.A ghost buses and trains. They use their apps to check the schedules, get to the bus stop or El station in time to catch it only to find the scheduled bus or train does not arrive.

Complaints to Alderpersons went nowhere, just like complaints about public safety go nowhere. Members of the city council complain to no avail to get better services for their constituents to Mayor Lightfoot, who turns a deaf ear. She is more concerned with bringing in bread and circuses, attending various events touting something or another, or partying. She is not concerned with providing essential or even critical city services. Chicago is no longer the city that works.

City services have never been this bad. CTA service has never been this bad. What good are transportation APPS if the scheduled buses or trains do not arrive? Further, the CTA is no longer safe to ride. Crime is rising on the El trains and platforms. The security people the C.T.A. hired are invisible. There are not enough police to patrol the platforms, stations, or ride the trains.

In light of this epic failure of our mayor and the C.T.A, here is a little ditty.

GHOST BUSES

If there’s something strange

No bus in your neighborhood

Who you gonna call?

(Ghost Buses)

If you are late

And it don’t look good

Who you gonna call?

(Ghost Buses)

If its raining and no bus

Running through the street

Who can you call?

(Ghost Buses)

An invisible bus

Not on the sched

Oh, who you gonna call?

(Ghost Buses)

Who you gonna call?

(Ghost Buses)

If you’re all alone

Wet, cold, and late

Pick up the phone

And call

(Ghost Buses)

The McCaskey Ken Dolls showed up Thursday night in Soldier Field wearing their cute pumpkin-colored uniforms. One could wonder if they reeked of pumpkin spice cologne to boot. They sure looked pretty, sashaying all over their home field. Looking pretty is about all they did. They lost, again.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, the drooling, slobbering local sports media touted their stats, improvement, and all kinds of other happy horse manure. The Ken Dolls LOST. Stats and improvement are meaningless. All that counts is winning.

They supposedly were playing the worst team in football, the Washington Commanders. The McCaskey Ken Dolls are the worst team in football. They proved it. By the way, the Commander’s coach is Ron Rivera, one of the former real Chicago Bears who won Super Bowl XX. A big f***ing ouch. Another humiliation for a team that wallows in humiliation.

They should change the name of the team. The Chicago Pumpkins is more appropriate than the Bears. Pumpkins are only good for decorations, target practice, and soft, silken, custard like pies. That sums up the Ken Dolls.

How low can the Ken Dolls go? When will the sports media in this town criticize instead of lionizing them? Hell, they are worse and maybe just as corrupt as the news reporters who hype and prop up our politicians, believing their bull manure. The news media in this city are nothing more than secretaries taking dictation and repeating it.

I stopped being a Ken Doll fan when the evil McCaskeys, the epitome of cheapskates and chiselers, decided they were leaving Chicago. I pray to the Great Comedian that they lose every game. Whoever plays the Ken Dolls, I support them. I disposed of the Bears crap I had.

This team does not deserve the appellation of Bears. The former Monsters of the Midway turned into the Pantywaists of the Pumpkin Patch. It took years to get them this far down. It is right where the McCaskeys want them. They do not care about winning or football. They only care about the kachingos coming in while spending as little as possible.

The McCaskeys can’t move their p**s poor team out of our great city soon enough. They are an embarrassment to Chicago. They can make the suburbs oh so proud of their failures.

This city suffered enough under the reign of the McCaskeys. It is time to turn our collective backs on them. Like the New Orleans Saints of old, fans should show up at games wearing bags over their heads so they cannot be recognized and humiliated for being so rabidly stupid.

“I have already found out that the only thing that keeps me from going completely screwball is just to keep at work every minute of the night and day, and maybe this is a good thing, maybe the best thing that can happen to anybody. To keep at work.” (Woody Guthrie)

I have been working a few projects and preparing for a project next year. The local news is something I keep an eye on. I watched the debate between Governor Pritzker and his GOP opponent, Darren Bailey. Bailey was woefully unprepared. He offered no policy solutions during the debate. He had every opportunity to state his case. Instead, he turned the debate into an argument. It was pathetic.

“‘Early Voting in Chicago for the 2022 General Election will start on October 7 through November 8, 2022 (Election Day).

The Chicago Board of Elections Supersite (191 N. Clark) and the Chicago Board of Elections Office (69 W. Washington, 6th Floor) will be open for Early Voting on October 7 through November 7, 2022… All 50 Ward Early Voting sites will be open from October 24 through November 8 (Election Day). These sites are open Weekdays from 9:00am to 6:00pm; Saturdays from 9:00am to 5:00pm; Sundays from 10:00am to 4:00pm; and on Election Day (Nov. 8) from 6:00am to 7:00pm.” (Chicago Board of Elections)

One of the most important patriotic acts, if not the most important, is to vote. It is not just a right. It is a duty. Get out and vote. Vote early at these locations when they open or vote on Election Day, November 8^th. If you are eligible., get your mail in ballot in as soon as possible.

Forget all that bull hockey rhetoric, rally round the flag nonsense, or all the other so-called patriotic claptrap. Be a true patriot and vote. If you do not vote, you are no patriot, no matter how many flags and red, white, and blue horse droppings you wrap yourself in. You are no better than a traitor.

In April we get to vote for Chicago’s mayor and alderpeople. If you live in Chicago, this will be the most important vote in your lifetime. Public safety in Chicago is an oxymoron and the Superintendent of police is a moron. Lightfoot refuses to fire him despite his continued failures. There are many potential candidates to choose from. Again, just get out there and vote. Your safety and possibly your life depends on it.

There is no such thing as a wasted vote. If you do not like or agree with the parties anointed candidates and there is a third party or independent candidate on the ballot, vote for them. You should vote for the people whose issues and policies resonate with you, not the rest of the ovine masses. The concept of voting for someone who can win versus your personal preference is the big lie to keep the ineffective and disastrous two-party system alive and well.

Vote. Vote for who you want. Just do it.

When I was young, relatives and family friends would travel to the South or West sides to buy barbecue. Some came in from the suburbs to get their barbecue fix. They would brag that it was the best barbecue they ever had. When I worked in Lawndale as a police officer, there were some good barbecue places we frequented.

I’ve eaten in many of Chicago’s barbecue places, including Smoque, Smoke Daddy, Honky Tonk, and Chicago Q. While they are all good, the best barbecue in the city is the African American barbecue places serving Chicago-style barbecue. I used to patronize Bibs and Ribs in Hyde Park until they closed. Most are located on the South and West sides of the city.

A few BBQ places tried to open on the Northside and did so-so business. The pandemic caused many to close. Most of the South and West side barbecue places are only carryout and or delivery. A few have long lines to get in and it is best if you order ahead.

We have the Chicago-style hotdog and Chicago -style deep-dish pizza. Chicago-style Italian beef sandwiches, Chicago-style gyros, and Chicago-style tavern pizza (Round pizza cut into small square pieces) In the mid-20th Century there was Chicago-style chop suey, mostly sold in the Southside African American neighborhoods to workers. It was a filling, nourishing, and most important, inexpensive lunch.

Chicago Tribune food columnist, Nick Kindelsperger wrote a piece about Southside barbeque and the ascendence of Texas style barbecue in the Chicago area. He also described the struggles of Southside barbecue of becoming a local phenomenon.

As Nick Kindelsperger points out, Chicago-style barbecue is prepared in glass aquarium style smokers unique to Chicago. Chicago-style barbecue is also more pork-centric, especially rib tips, pulled pork, and hot links.

Though some of the South and West side’s barbecue restaurants have been around and popular for decades, the term Chicago-style barbecue never caught on like other foods.

Over the past several years, barbecue restaurants cooking other styles of barbecue such as South Carolina and Texas styles opened. Many like those mentioned above are popular and draw crowds while touting their “styles” of BBQ.

Chicago-style barbecue, like other foods, is truly unique to our city and the style should get the recognition it deserves. The pitmasters who create this deliciousness should also get more recognition, not just from the food world and media, but the public.

Chicago’s pit masters should, if they haven’t already, form an association. They could create a marketing and branding plan to popularize Chicago-style barbecue and put it in people’s minds just like Chicago-style hot dogs, beef sandwiches, gyros, and pizza.

There is no reason Chicago-style barbecue cannot be as popular or in the language as other Chicago-style foods. Food writers should jump on the band wagon too, sampling the food from various barbecue places and touting Chicago-style barbecue.

Look up Chicago-style barbecue places, try them, and even wait in long lines. You will be surprised and pleased. Tell your friends or bring them along. The only way to celebrate and promote Chicago-style barbecue is for people to patronize these places, eat the food, and get the word out there.

Joseph Kromelis, 75, also known as the Walking Man or Walking Dude, was released from the hospital to a nursing rehabilitation facility. Four months ago, he was set on fire while sleeping in the underground Wacker Drive. The offender doused him with gasoline and lit him on fire. According to doctors, he was burned over fifty percent of his body. He was not expected to survive. A few years ago, he survived a beating with a baseball bat. He was hospitalized and then sent to rehab. Mr. Kromelis has a long road to recovery, with more surgeries ahead. It is a miracle he survived this latest horrendous attack.

Mr. Kromelis has been a familiar figure in the Near Northside for decades. He could be seen walking in all kinds of weather. He is easily recognizable by his shoulder length gray hair and mustache. According to relatives, he is not mentally ill, he just loves to walk and loves Chicago.

People would photograph him. He became very good at avoiding being photographed or moving quickly to blur them. There is a Facebook page dedicated to him and there was a YouTube documentary.

Mr. Kromelis might be homeless, but he has siblings, nieces, and nephews. According to various sources, his family moved to Chicago from Lithuania when he was a child. His father owned a tavern. The family moved to Michigan after selling the bar. Kromelis returned to Chicago, obtained a peddler’s license, and began selling jewelry and watches on the streets. He lived in an SRO until a developer converted it to condos.

Violence against the homeless is not new and is increasing. “Homelessness is a very dangerous undertaking,” especially for women, older adults, people with severe mental health issues, and people with substance abuse issues, who “are more likely to be attacked or victimized on the street,” said Donald Whitehead, executive director for the National Coalition for the Homeless (NCH), who himself was previously homeless. “These kinds of activities are happening all the time.”

The various homeless camps in Chicago offer some havens, as there is safety in numbers, especially at night when people are asleep. But there have been instances of people starting tents on fire or burning camps down when people are not there.

It is estimated that the homeless population in Chicago is over 16,000 people, including those who temporarily move in with friends or relatives, couch surfers. The city is doing little to assist them, contrary to what they claim, just like their lies about public safety.

The city is doing everything to assist developers to build mid and high rises for people with money. There is no push for housing the homeless in residences with various social services. There is no push to develop or repurpose housing for the homeless. But, hey, look what they are doing for the whiny bitchy bike people? They bend over backwards for those over privileged entitled stinking sweat hogs.

Chicago is a city run by scoundrels. The NIMBYs are just as evil. Chicago has no values except greed, lust for power, and apathy towards the most vulnerable in society. The motto of Chicago should be non Damnare, “We don’t give a damn.”