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That follows Mayor Emanuel's smack-down statement about how the taxpayers of Chicago should not be "treated as if they're just an ATM machine" from which money can be ceaselessly withdrawn to pay off the loans on rebuilding Soldier Field.
Right on, Mayor Rahm!
Which follows the statement where the mayor says: "You know — the more I think about it, the more I realize that Ben and Mick are right about that marijuana issue. Let's legalize it. So, Ben, meet me at Promontory Point and don't forget to bring your old Hendrix tapes!"
OK, he didn't really say that last thing.
But the city did file that Park Grill complaint and the mayor did sound off about dumping more hotel-motel money down the Soldier Field sinkhole.
Which is exactly what I was saying back in 2003, after Mayor Daley pushed through that goofy Soldier Field scheme. To which city officials said: "Hey, man, chill. It's only hotel taxes paid by out-of-towners."
As opposed to saying—we should save this money, regardless of where it comes from, for something we really need.
Which a renovated Soldier Field most definitely is not.
By the way, fuck the Packers!
Sorry, just got carried away with all the football talk.
Where was I?
Oh, yeah, the Soldier Field deal. It still haunts us in millions and millions of ways.
As for the Park Grill, it's always been sort of a sore subject for me. I'd been working for weeks on weeks on this kick-ass expose on that sweetheart deal. And just as I was all set to send it in to my editors . . .
I saw the story splashed across the front page of the Chicago Sun-Times. In other words, scooped!
Well, just to show I hold no grudges—I still subscribe to the Sun-Times. It's the first thing I read every morning.
As a matter of fact, let me take this time to give a shout out to the great Lacy J. Banks, who's back on the Bulls beat.
You're the man, Lacy!
But back to the Park Grill.
It was a wretched deal then. It's a wretched deal now. The public could and should get more money from an operation at that prized location. And I'm really glad to see that Mayor Emanuel agrees.
So, Mr. Mayor, as long as your following my advice . . .
Give the libraries the $8 million your budget took from them.
Reopen those neighborhood mental health clinics you were planning to close.
And if you're going to smoke a joint, make sure you do it in my hometown—just like all the other guys from Wilmette.
Aw, c'mon, Mr. Mayor—you know I love you.