Peter V. Bella Posts

“The department has been in a constant state of reorganization since Brown arrived, which is evidence that he has no strategy and doesn’t know what he’s doing,” one police supervisor said.” (Chicago Sun-Times)

The Chicago Sun-Times reported that CPD leaders say they’ve lost faith in Supt. Brown: ‘I can’t think of one member of the command staff that is willing to back him.’  

It was not a matter of time before the command staff of the Chicago Police Department would lose faith in Superintendent of Police, David “Tex” Brown. It was only a matter of time before some would come forward with their concerns.

If the command staff members are sharing their concerns with the news media, things are worse than they seem. It is unprecedented for the command staff of the Chicago Police Department to publicly express dissatisfaction with the Superintendent. These are appointees who can be demoted on a whim.

Brown has been a disaster from day one. Like many former police executives, he is a mercenary looking for a good payout to pad their pensions. I said this before, the city should eliminate the nationwide search for mercenary police Superintendents and hire from within.

Brown has no strategy to fight crime. He has no strategy to curb violent crime. He has no strategy to curb the looting of retail stores or carjackings. His plans, schemes, deployments, and other initiatives failed and continue to fail. It is proven every day by the number of crimes committed citywide.

“We all agreed Brown was driving CPD into the ground. Zero confidence in his ability to lead the department,” said the source, who predicted there could be more than 1,000 citywide homicides this year if Brown stays in power. (Chicago Sun-Times)

Brown knew and still knows nothing about Chicago. He knows nothing about the neighborhoods or the streets. Brown refused to learn about the city and its people. He refused to learn about the political culture and department culture. Chicago is not Dallas. Brown came in as a know-it-all who knows nothing. He made and continues to make wrong decisions.

Mayor Lori Lightfoot should admit she made a mistake hiring Brown. She should do whatever it takes to send him back to Texas on his trusty steed. If it means a payoff of his contract to get rid of him, the sooner, the better. This city cannot take much more of this gross incompetence.

The rank-and-file police officers are overworked and demoralized. It is a good bet the middle supervisory ranks are just as demoralized.  

I look at things through the lenses of laser focus and effectiveness. There is no focus. There is no effectiveness. There is only chaos. Chaos in the streets and chaos in the Chicago Police Department. This cannot be allowed to go on much longer.

“Tex” Brown is a failure. He has been a failure since day one. It is time for him to go. It is time for Lori Lightfoot to stop defending him. It is time for the aldermen to step up and demand change at the top.

It is time for the citizens of this city to demand better. How much longer are we going to put up with chaos.

Joe Perillo is a prominent businessman in Chicago and the suburbs. He owns multiple car dealerships including Gold Coast Exotic Motors on Rush Street. He has been in the car business for decades.

Last month, in a brazen daytime act, thieves rushed in, smashed display cases, and stole several high-end watches. Mr. Perillo went on radio and television, castigating the city’s handling of crime, especially on the Gold Coast.

I predicted to a friend that Perillo would probably be visited by a city inspector(s). That is the Chicago Way. According to CWB Chicago, Mayor Lightfoot went to the dealership days later to meet with Perillo. According to a CWB source, the meeting did not go well. Lightfoot allegedly called Perillo an idiot as she walked out. A real class act, if true.

Days later, a city inspector showed up and wrote the business several citations. As I said, the Chicago Way. Mayor Lightfoot campaigned to put an end to the Chicago Way. Now, she practices the Chicago Way. It was blatant.

Under Lightfoot’s reign, Chicago turned into a hellscape. Criminals run rampant daily in every neighborhood. Nowhere and no one is safe. Yet, the mayor could not take the righteous anger of a victim, allegedly insulted him, then sicced the hounds on him. How can we take this mayor seriously? What next? Will she threaten to “scrootin” her critics?

Before that incident, the mayor blamed the looting of high-end stores on the businesses. What next blaming the next murder victim for getting killed? Blaming the carjacking victim for driving?

It appears Lightfoot wants to make enemies instead of friends. She is not influencing anyone either.

Businesspeople are fed up. Citizens are fed up. Every day there is brazen looting, euphemistically called smash and grabs to spare the tender sensitivities of the looters. There are daily carjackings, armed robberies, shootings, and murders. There are no touchy-feely euphemisms for those crimes- yet.

This is no way to run a city. Lightfoot is ruining the city. Her temper tantrums are embarrassing. She is not in control. She refuses to criticize the failing policies- a social experiment gone awry- of State’s Attorney, Kim Foxx. She was forced into a frenemy relationship by Machine Boss Toni Preckwinkle. Foxx is also a darling of the local news media. She is untouchable.

Lori Lightfoot ran on a campaign of change. She beat Chicago Machine Boss Toni Preckwinkle by winning 49 out of 50 wards. Lightfoot offered new hope and a fresh start for the city. She denounced the Chicago Way. Now, she embraces it.

I supported and voted for Lori Lightfoot. I am sorry I did. She broke my heart. The 2023 election cycle will soon be upon us. I hope some competent candidates run against her. The only people who can step up for us are the alderpersons. Unfortunately, most of them are silent or ridiculous.

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The above numbers are the hours, minutes, and seconds in one year. As of today, I survived 604,440 hours, 33,307,800 minutes, and 2,177,474,400 seconds. The clock is still ticking. I am grateful for each hour, minute, and second. There are probably some who are disappointed that I am starting another orbit around the sun today instead of being worm food.

Life has been good, bad, and ugly. As a priest friend once said, life is messy. Looking back, the bad or ugly times were not as bad or ugly as I perceived them. They were just messy

I survived an almost thirty-year career as a Chicago Police Officer without being killed, seriously injured, fired, or going to prison. Being a Chicago Police Officer was the best job in the world. I retired almost fifteen years ago. I found new things to keep me occupied, including working part-time at a cultural institution for over five years.

So far, I have survived the COVID and Chicago violence pandemics. I take all necessary precautions to stay well and safe. I do not have to like living like this. I must do it. Self-survival is the first and highest law of nature. I try my best to survive.

I am fortunate to have friends and acquaintances from all walks of life. The number is not large, and I am good with that. My friends and acquaintances are people I enjoy spending time with, no matter how often or seldom I see or talk to them.

As I embark on another orbit around the sun, I seek new things to stay occupied and sometimes make a few bucks. I am looking to try or learn new things. Sometimes my curiosity gets the best of me, and I go down hours long rabbit holes.

I am not the same person I used to be. Life is about change, constant learning, and understanding. Books and schools are not the sole repositories for knowledge. Knowledge is never static. Learning is a lifelong process. Understanding is just as important as knowledge. Learning and understanding are evolutionary processes. When you think you know it all, you are wrong. You are stuck on stupid.

I do not tolerate anyone. Toleration is a lie. Adults tolerate unruly pets and impish children. I accept people for who they are. I treat people the way I want to be treated. The older I get, the more open-minded I become.

Every morning, if I open my eyes, I thank the Great Comedian for another day above ground. I get another chance to watch the sunrise and set. Another 24 hours on this spinning orb.

I live in the present. The past is gone, and the future is just tomorrow, another day. The only advice I can give is to live your life by making every day count. Do something, make something, create something, do things you enjoy, and spend time with the people you love.

No one makes it off this orb alive. I know one day my time will come. I will be near the top of the obit list since we apparently die in alphabetical order. I will have no regrets since I already rued my life’s omissions.

Life is short, no matter how long you live. Live, love, laugh, and eat the damn sandwich.

There are thieves in this world. They steal the works of others and publish them without paying. In some cases, they do not even credit the creators.

There is a continuing discussion among creators of how to handle thieves. Some claim they should not be called criminals- thieves- it is unprofessional. They should be treated with dignity and respect. That will stop them from infringing and hopefully get them to pay for using copyrighted material.

Chicago poet Harriet Monroe wrote an ode for the opening event of the 1893 Chicago World Columbian Exposition. She fought the men who ran the exposition to recognize poetry as an art. She fought those same men because they did not want a woman poet creating the opening poem for such a prestigious city event. Harriet Monroe prevailed.

The ode was seventy-eight pages long, a combination of poetry and performance art. Ms. Monroe copyrighted the poem. A thieving reporter from the New York World, a Pulitzer paper, obtained a copy of the poem. He telegraphed it to the paper. It was claimed to be the longest telegraph sent from Chicago.

The New York World, run by a thief named Joseph Pulitzer, published the poem without permission from Harriet Monroe. I always wonder why the reporters and news entities are so proud to get an award named after a thieving miserable bastard who ran the equivalent of a tawdry tabloid. It tells you all you need to know about journalism and journalists

Harriet Monroe sued over the theft of her work. If there was one thing thieving Joseph Pulitzer hated the most, it was writers with lawyers. He threw the legal and political weight of the New York World and his media empire against Harriet Monroe.

Pulitzer believed he could not lose. Pulitzer was wrong. Harriet Monroe won her lawsuit after it went to the United States Supreme Court. The ruling set a precedent for copyright law infringement.

Harriet Monroe was awarded five thousand dollars by the courts. Pulitzer also had to pay her legal fees and court costs. Had Pulitzer or his paper asked permission to publish the poem, it would have only cost them two hundred dollars.

Harriet Monroe is a forgotten hero to creators. She stopped the newspaper thieves with her lawsuit. The ruling in her case protects creators to this day. Monroe is largely forgotten, while the scoundrel, Joseph Pulitzer, is lionized, go figure.

Harriet Monroe used the award and financial help from Chicago’s elite to establish Poetry Magazine, which led to founding the Poetry Foundation. This is what she is known for. The copyright case is treated as a mere footnote of her life.

Harriet Monroe matters. She took on one of the most powerful men in America. She prevailed. Harriet Monroe set the standard for all creators to stop the theft of their work and get paid.

Harriet Monroe is a true Chicago person. Tough, unbendable, and a fighter for what is right.

If the thieves steal your work, be like Harriet Monroe. Go after them tooth and nail. Be a bully and shamer. Creators confuse professional and professionalism. Professionalism is the rules of conduct, ethics, and practices. Professionals get paid.

“When you cook, there is a great deal of love. You cannot cook indifferently. You have to give a lot of yourself. Cooking is the purest act of love, whether it’s for your kid or your grandmother or your lover or your wife. It’s always to give.” (Jacques Pepin/Artnet)

I learned how to cook at an early age by watching my parents. They were passionate about food. They were foodies before the term was coined.

Cookery and food eventually turned into a passion. I took some classes at a culinary school to up my game. I have enough to equip a small restaurant between my parents’ equipment and the stuff I bought over the years. I have more knives than any one person should own. I have over two hundred cookbooks and books about food. For a time, I wrote a food blog with recipes or writing about food issues.

During the late 1970s, firehouses were burglarized when the firefighters went on their runs. A police officer would be assigned to sit in the unattended house until the firefighters returned. I had to do that one evening.

I got to the house as the cook had just finished laying out his dinner prep. He was not happy he would have to leave, and dinner would be late. He was making pasta with meat sauce. I told him not to worry. I would cook the sauce. All he had to do was cook the pasta when they got back. He was leery but agreed. He ran out and left me in the kitchen.

I put everything together, diced, sautéed onions, peppers, and garlic. I browned the meat, seasoned it all, added the tomato products to the pot, put it on simmer. I made the salad and put the dressing in a container. I cleaned up the kitchen and sat down to watch television.

The firefighters came back about two hours later. The cook immediately went into the kitchen and tasted. He had a smile on his face. I took off. About a half-hour later, I was called back to the firehouse. The fire lieutenant wanted to know if I could switch jobs since I could cook. This brought some laughter at the cook’s expense. It was the first time I cooked for people other than my family. Firefighters take their cooking seriously. Some of the best meals I ate were in firehouses.

When I took care of my mother, I cooked for her and her care workers every day. She enjoyed the meals, and that made me happy. She refused to part with some recipes. Every answer was that it was too much work or too difficult. I asked her why she always said that when I finally pried a recipe from her. She smiled and said if people knew how easy it is to make things, they would not ask you to do it. I have three boxes of her recipes, some written and others clipped from newspapers and magazines.

I volunteered to help cook a Christmas dinner for residents at a Salvation Army center for the past few years. Chefs Alan Lake and Gary Wiviott lead a group of chefs and, volunteers spending the day prepping and cooking a prime rib dinner with all the fixings. They have been doing this for several years. Other volunteers set up tables and chairs, decorate, and turn the gym into a dining hall.

The dinner is table service. Volunteers go to various stations. The plates are filled with salad, prime rib and sides, then delivered to the tables. The first year I volunteered, I walked through the gym while serving the meal. One gentleman in his 30s just sat and stared at his plate. I asked him if anything was wrong. He told me that this was the first time anyone had served him a meal. Due to the COVID pandemic, I did not volunteer for the past two holidays.

I love cooking for others more than myself. Since COVID, I rarely cook for myself. The grocery stores are packed with stupid humans who forget there is a pandemic and get too close to others or refuse to adhere to other precautions.. Evidently, saying, “Stay the fuck away from me,” is considered hostile violence to the overindulged, privileged shoppers. One good thing, I ate in many places and sampled a lot of good food.

Chicago is the best food town in the country. We do not needPR firms to hype our restaurants. It is no hard to find the good stuff, from fine dining to a modest ethnic food cart. You can source ingredients to cook any ethnic cuisine. We have it all and it is the best.

2020 through 2021 were in the realm of you can’t make this s**t up. 2022 is starting off that way.

According to the Block Club Chicago, “Chicagoans are reporting problems at the largely unregulated pop-up sites: Results never come in. Workers fail to wear masks or gloves. Some facilities have tried to charge for tests that should be free.”

The operative word is unregulated.

The City of Chicago and the State of Illinois claim they are not responsible for regulating COVID testing sites. The sites are considered a business, not a health facility. Apparently, just about anyone can open and operate a pop-up testing site. Unlike other businesses the city and state regulate and sometimes overregulate, it appears pop-up testing sites are immune. They are not only immune, but they also have herd immunity, as they are popping up all over the city.

“I honestly felt like if I didn’t have COVID after going, I would have it upon leaving, which [in my opinion] is a major reason to avoid testing in the future,” he said.” (Block Club}

Other complaints:

• Filthy facilities
• Unmasked/ungloved staff
• Staff violating simple protective measures
• Accepting cash payment for free tests
• Charging for free tests
• Asking for Social Security numbers (Forbidden)
• Not returning test results
• Returning test results when none were submitted
• Inaccurate test results
• Improper testing procedures

This is ridiculous. The government is not supposed to look ridiculous. This is Chicago, Cook County, and Illinois, where the governments are run and administered by incompetents.

The article does not state if these “businesses” are licensed or supposed to be licensed. If so, their licenses must be on public display. If they are not licensed, they can be shut down immediately.

It would take nothing for the city or state to put these rogue pop-up testing sites out of business by labeling them health facilities or forcing them into compliance. They could send in health and building inspectors to cite them and shut them down. Are the storefronts even zoned to provide health testing services? Simple solutions to a simple problem. Something our simpleton leaders are incapable of figuring out. Instead, they claim they are not responsible and abdicate responsibility. The city of Chicago does not care about safety. Just look at their epic failure in handling the continuing violent crime wave throughout the city.

In the meantime, people wait in long lines at these pseudo-testing sites only to be scammed and conned by fraudsters. The city and state claim they can do nothing. Same old same old Chicago, Cook County, and Illinois. Nothing changes except the names. Buffoonery and incompetence are the norms. Simple solutions to simple problems evade our supposed leaders.

If you do not want to be scammed, conned, or the victim of an incompetent city, state, and county, this link will let you find legitimate testing sites.

The days of the week are still Today, Yesterday, Tomorrow, The Other Day, What Day is It. The days of our lives heading into another year of COVID.

Experts and elected officials keep talking about returning to normal when and if the COVID pandemic is over. What was or is normal? COVID struck in 2020. We hoped 2021 would be better. There was light at the end of the tunnel. Turns out the light was the COVID train barreling toward us loaded with variants as 2022 approached. We still wear masks, carry vaccine proof, seek out tests, and listen to conflicting advice on how to safely go about our lives

For those of us who do not work, days are routine. Every day I do crossword puzzles. I have gone through dozens of pens. I go for long walks, weather permitting. I only visit with people in my small bubble. When I go out, it is only to places that practice safety protocols. At night, I seek out mindless entertainment. Day after day, wash, rinse, repeat.

Self-survival is the first and highest law of nature. I am a survivor.

I know people or their family members who caught COVID. Some suffered. Some died. Every day I read about the suffering and death from this disease. I read about the long haulers who are suffering from the mild to severe after-effects of COVID. I know people with compromised health issues, making them more susceptible to catching COVID. Their precautions border on paranoia, and I do not blame them.

Our social circles shrunk to pods of people we feel safe with. It is like living in a bubble. It is hard to believe almost two years sped by. I remember the last time I celebrated with friends, St. Patrick’s Day, 2020. The next day, the lockdowns and mandates started. I masked up, socially distanced, and excoriated anyone who got too close to me. I was loud and vulgar. I do not care about anyone’s oh so tender sensitive feelings. I do not care about propriety or etiquette. When it comes to self-survival, I believe in Damon Runyon’s philosophy. “After me, everyone else comes first.”

The spread of COVID is competing with the spread of violent crime in Chicago. For almost two years, City Hall promoted ways to keep us safe from COVID. They did and do little to keep us safe on the streets or in public spaces. If COVID does not get you, chances are good one of our pampered violent criminals will.

The figures, as of December 31, 2021:

• 4533 people were shot
• 791 souls were shot and killed
• There were 841 homicides
• There are daily armed robberies in many neighborhoods
• There are daily carjackings all over the city

One way or other, chances are you will be shot, killed, traumatized, or infected. It looks like 2021 dealt 2022 a Dead Man’s Hand.

Mayor Lightfoot issues threats of punishing establishments that do not obey mandates. She is silent on the violent crime wave. State’s Attorney Kim Foxx pampers violent criminals instead of prosecuting them. They refuse to accept their “reform” policies are failing miserably. Only the coddled criminals are benefitting from “reforms.”

While scrolling through social media, I see a lot of anger over the new spread of COVID. People are fed up with living under mandates. Some feel they have been lied to by the medical experts, especially the worsening variants. I do not see anger over the violence pandemic in Chicago. I do not see people believing the Mayor, State’s Attorney, and the inept Chicago Police Superintendent are lying to them. I do not see editorials from our cowardly news media excoriating Lightfoot and Foxx for their epic failure to keep us safe.

When will it end? When will we get back to normal, whatever that was? When will Sunday, Monday, Tuesday… return? When will we feel safe on our streets? When will COVID and violent crime be curbed?

Like COVID, violence did not take a holiday this New Year, and like COVID, violence will continue to plague us.

It does not look like 2022 will be better than 2021. Yeah, Happy New Year.

Chicago alderpeople are not known for their intelligence or common sense. They tend to come up with the dumbest things. 43^rd Ward alderwoman Michele Smith ends the year in the realm of you can’t make this s**t up.

Armed robberies with beatings and shootings are a nightly occurrence in her Lincoln Park neighborhood. Her “brilliant” solution to curb them? People witnessing a robbery should run towards the crime in progress while blowing a whistle. She has a limited supply of whistles to hand out at her ward office.

“See something, blow something.” I thought of something naughty, but I am not going there.

Running towards armed robbers while blowing a whistle surely will terrify armed robbers and make them stop, right? People can be official whistleblowers. Maybe next, she can arm the good citizens of Lincoln Park with bubble guns, rubber band guns, or Super Soakers.

Suppose they do not have whistles or any of the above weapons. In that case, they could run into danger, yelling, “CITIZENS ARREST, CITIZENS ARREST.” That would surely stop the crime in progress, forcing the robbers to flee.

Folks, you elected circus clowns to govern Chicago.

Michelle Smith also misrepresented the numbers of police officers deployed to the 018 District. Either the Police Department lied to her, or she lied to give her constituents a false sense of safety. Either way, public safety in Chicago is built on a house of lies.

COVID cases and violent crime keep on rising side by side. We live in a dangerous city. If COVID does not get you, our violent criminals will. It looks like 2022 will be just as horrible as 2021. Alderwoman Smith thinks violent crime is a joke. The joke is on her, as she is, for now, the official laughingstock of Chicago. It is a sure bet one of our elected officials will steal her title soon.

All aldermanic silliness aside, when are these clowns going to unite and tell the mayor enough is enough? When will they care about us instead of offering dangerous, ridiculous suggestions? When are they going to demand accountability from the mayor? When are they going to hold Kim Foxx’s and Machine Boss Toni Preckwinkle’s feet to the fire? Why are they being cowards? Are they afraid to go up against those two darlings of Chicago’s Barney news media? “We love Kim. We love Toni. We know we’re full of bulloney’ We’re best friends like friends should be”

Folks, we are being conned by the mayor, the aldermen, the State’s Attorney, and the barely visible Machine Boss. They are committing fraud at the highest level of political criminality. Our lives and well-being are of no concern to this quartet with blood on their hands.

When will the mayor fire the inept bush-league cowpoke she hired as Superintendent of Police, David “Tex” Brown? He overstayed his welcome and overplayed his incompetency. Most normal people change course when their plans or policies do not work. Chicago politicians double and triple down on failures touting them as successes. In the meantime, the body count and traumatization keep happening daily.

The 2023 election cycle starts after the New Year. It is time to remember and remind the deadly quartet their jobs are at stake. What do we have to lose by cleaning house? Our lives and safety are at stake. Remember, the first and highest law of nature is self-preservation.

Christmas is past. My greatest gift was spending time with my family. Hopefully, I will spend more time with friends before the holiday season is over.

With COVID making a new surge, life does not appear to be changing for the better. We may be going back to mandates. Life has been challenging for many without social contacts at work, school, family, and friends.

Violent and other crimes are spiraling out of control in the city I love. Like COVID, the situation is not improving. Like COVID, crime keeps us at home more or seeks hopefully safer places to recreate or shop. Too many of us live in fear of becoming collateral damage, innocent victims of violent crime.

Many holiday celebrations were curtailed or canceled due to the COVID resurgence and the Omicron variant. We still live in our safety pods of people we know and trust to stay safe. I know friends or their family members who recently tested positive. I wish them well.

2021 was a horribilis annus. Though it does not seem so, we hope 2022 will be a better year.

People start making New Year’s resolutions most will not keep about this time. I rarely make resolutions. This year will be an exception. My resolutions will be based on things I enjoy or want to try.

We are Chicago. We are a forward-looking people. We can change the dynamic in this city. Most of us can’t change the world, but we can change the small part of it we inhabit. Since COVID struck, our worlds grew smaller. It is easier to change a small world. I will look around my community and see what I can do to leave some positive effect or outcome, even in a small way.

If time and money allow, I want to expand my creativity into other art genres. I believe it is essential to create, to make, things. That I will do, even if it is for my personal enjoyment.

I am a fierce critic of Chicago and Cook County governance, especially their epic public safety failures. In the New Year, I will continue to criticize. I will also showcase the things, past and present, that make Chicago the best city in America, including some people who made this city so special.

Since I love to cook and eat, I will add more food writing, especially about the restaurants and ethnic grocers in the neighborhoods. Maybe I will toss in some recipes or how-to pieces.

I want to try new things this upcoming year. I may try podcasting or vlogging if I can get the few pieces of necessary equipment I need. I want to explore Chicago neighborhoods again with a fresh eye to record the changes since my last visits.

Please do not drink and drive if you are going out for New Year’s Eve, AKA Amateur’s Night. I witnessed the devastation driving under the influence caused, both personally and professionally. The Great Comedian created cabs and ride-sharing to keep people safe from drunks and drunks safe from themselves. Plan ahead. Take a taxi or some other transportation. Maybe get a room close to wherever you are celebrating. Do not become or cause a catastrophe or fatality.

Happy New Year. Live, love, laugh, eat the sandwich.

I am sitting in my neighborhood coffee shop. Jazzy Christmas music is playing. Christmas is two days away. My shopping is done. All that is left is picking up the orders from the grocer.

Many holiday celebrations will be canceled with COVID cases on the rise and the Omicron variant. I know one friend whose spouse tested positive. He canceled the large family celebration at his home. Another person I know was exposed to COVID at work. She will not be with her family. Our celebration will be three of us. There will be feasting on Christmas Eve (Seafood) and Day.

I always looked forward to Christmas. I only experienced one bad holiday, a New Year’s Eve. The rest were good to great. I loved the feasting with family members. I get nostalgic thinking about past Christmases. My family, whether they realized it or not, created fond memories.

I worked many Christmases, sometimes both the eve and day. It never bothered me, as I found ways to celebrate around the work schedule. When my daughter was young, I worked midnights. I would sneak in the house around 4 am, put the gifts under the tree, and go back to finish my shift. I would sneak back in at 6 am, and sleep on the couch until she and her mother woke up. My daughter still talks about finding me on the couch in my uniform.

Christmas is supposed to be a time of hope and joy. With all that is going on in our city, country, and world, it can be easy to lose hope or find little joy. Christmas is its own special season. As Father John Cusick related on Rick Kogan’s radio show, Christmas is the everything season. It has its own colors, music, rituals, and traditions. It is supposed to be a time of good cheer, giving, and hope.

Christmas leads to the New Year’s celebrations. We hope the next year will be better.

Merry Christmas and best wishes for the New Year.