My goal was to write the best book ever written by someone considering weight loss surgery. That's a subjective goal, but I gave it everything I had and was not going to turn it over to the public until there was nothing I could do to make it better.
Mike Royko died young in 1997. But it's when real stories like this one about the robocalls bubble up from the political stew of chicanery, comedy and crime that is Chicago---that Royko inspires. Like he inspired this.
As spring nears, it's time to talk baseball rather than injustice, though the two are intertwined when it comes to the Chicago Cubs. Today's subject is deeply philosophical, even existential: The Ex-Cub Factor and the nature of Cubness.
Boss is a classic, one of the great books of American literature. If you've never read it, I recommend it to you. Chicago is a much changed city since it was written, but Rokyo's words still carry insights into our city and politics.
It's not that I'm sick of Mayor Daley. He's as entertaining as ever, and as much a confounding brew of political genius and moral vulgarity, animal intelligence and intellectual imbecility as he ever was.