‘Tis the Season

Yesterday in Chicago the temperature reached a so-called “high” of 12 degrees, the US dollar reached lows it hasn’t hit in years, oil hit a record high and people are still dying in wars on foreign soil. And despite all that, my fellow Americans were still able to dig deep within their hearts and souls to find the will and the fortitude to go to the mall at 5 a.m.

Let us now give thanks and reflect on the true meaning of the holidays:

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And, in case you were wondering, I didn’t go to either of them. Some decisions are just too painful to make.

They Say the Neon Lights Are Bright…

Last night at the Jewel/Osco in my neighborhood, a man stole an old woman’s purse out of her shopping cart as she waited in the checkout line. She started yelling, we customers looked at each other for a minute and, as soon as it became apparent no one else was going to do anything about it, I took off after him. A security guard and I chased the guy for a few blocks but, having a much better knowledge of how the alleys and gangways around here are laid out, he slipped away before the cops showed up.

Back at the store, we learned that as he was trying to fish the good stuff out of it, he dropped the purse near the exit – with the wallet still inside. The woman had lost nothing. “That never happens,” one of the lot guards told me. “It’s a miracle.”

Miracle might be a bit extreme, but perhaps things do work out sometimes. Or perhaps the world isn’t such a bad place after all when I am free to chase cowards through the streets and go home to write about music.

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Oh, and the Sox are going to get Alex Rodriguez, but not for any of the right reasons. So sayeth I.

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