Chicago Mayor Richard M Daley announced today that he won't seek re-election next year.
Good riddance Richie!
Don't let the door hit you and all that shit.
Since 1955, Chicago has had 42 years worth of mayors named Richard Daley, the first one was a political giant, and the second one a bumbling buffoon. This Christmas, Richie will pass The Boss in length of service, and that fact alone is nothing short of astonishing.
Some day I'll write a post about the man who told me he took the bar exam for Richie, but in the meantime I'll simply say that Richard M Daley has been a terrible, terrible mayor. The City of Chicago will be better off without him and his corrupt friends. Much much better off.
In his announcement, Richie said that "Everyone, especially public officials, must know when it's time to move on. For me, that time is now."
Bullshit! The time for Richie Daley to move on came and went years ago. While trying to portray himself as a modern day version of his "Nuthin' I love more dan dis great city!" father, the reality is something much different.
Both Daley's were money grubbing, patronage laden, smoke-filled-room deal making crooks, but at least the old man knew what Priority One was. The City itself. The City That Works worked because The Boss made sure it worked. The money grubbing and deal-making were more of a hobby for The Boss, whereas money grubbing and deal-making were Priority One for Richie the Corrupt. And, as a result of his neglect, the City of Chicago has suffered.
Well, not for much longer.
Somewhere, 12,000 Chicago police are celebrating.
And somewhere else, Rahm Emanuel is formulating his plan for the invasion of the 5th Floor at 121 N. LaSalle Street..