Picayune Sentinel: Shifting my chips onto Vallas as the Chicago mayoral race enters the home stretch
Due to a coding error, many of you did not receive this morning’s Picayune Sentinel.
And here is the table of contents
News and Views — on stamps, artificial intelligence, abortion imagery and a dismaying front page
On editorials — a correction and a follow-up
Land of Linkin’ — Where I tell readers where to go
Mary Schmich — Yay snow!
Re:Tweets — featuring the winner of the visual tweets poll and this week’s finalists in the conventional and special “dad tweets” poll.
Instructions on how to vote for the Picayune Sentinel, Brandon Pope’s beard and more.
Tune of the Week — the hopeful, beautiful and non-sectarian “We Shall Meet Someday.”:
Really? We'll meet someday? Presumably after we're both dead? How can anyone actually believe this? By the time I'm ready for this celestial hook-up service, there'll be eight billion people on this planet, and I'll probably have the opportunity to meet maybe a few hundred, or if I get famous, a few thousand of them. What if my special person gets re-born in Afghanistan, while I, of course, return to Chicago? Worse yet, what if, by that time this other person's already found a whole new circle of friends, all of them wittier and more interesting than me?
Remember that old saying, "Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result"? Any candidate running against Lightfoot could use that bit of wisdom to their advantage.
As for Paul Vallas, he did a good job in the positions he once held in Chicago government, meaning that he would know how to navigate in the entrenched Chicago bureaucracy.