Rahm: I’ve Got Seven Million Dollars, Don’t You Mess With Me

Dear Readers,

The latest news coming from Rahm Emanuel’s campaign for mayor of Chicago gave me a chance to write this piece for The Huffington Post, featuring one of my favorite and most inspirational people, the great Mississippi/Chicago blues singer, Muddy Waters.

It was Muddy’s song, “Hoochie Coochie Man,” in which Muddy sang: “I’ve got seven hundred dollars, don’t you mess with me,” that inspired me to write the piece.

I hope you’ll check the piece out here, (the top-featured post in today’s Chicago HP edition). And I hope you’ll share it, post it, and twitter it, besides. For one thing, the musical clip of Muddy will start your day out just right.



The big fish, that would be Rahm Emanuel, stared him down

Dear Readers,

In the end, Tom Dart didn’t have it in him is the title of my piece in today’s Huffington Post.

For those of you who are non-Chicagoans, Tom Dart is the high Sheriff of Cook County. He was widely considered to be (until yesterday), along with Rahm Emanuel, the most viable candidate for Mayor.

However, he’s backed-out now, along with a bunch of other folks who had something to contribute, as mayoral candidates, to the civic dialogue Chicago needs before we elect our next mayor. I’m hoping they’ll still weigh-in, albeit from a different vantage point.

As luck would have it, right before this happened, I’d pitched an important national magazine about writing an occasional piece about the mayoral, since this mayoral looked like it might shape up as one important test of the President’s views (and his coattails), since it looked like Rahm would have stiff competition. Now, that’s not as clear.

As you might guess, I really wanted to focus on what would be the dialogue, in that highly-competitive context, about the needs of Chicago’s women. Well, here’s hoping there will still be a serious dialogue. I, for one, will push for it.

Anyway, check-out today’s piece: I think its larger message is an important one in these days when we cry-out for good, but also strong (enough), candidates for important public office.

Here’s that message, courtesy of my favorite political philosopher (that would be former Chicago Mayor, Harold Washington): Politicians–women, men, Democratic, Republican, whoever– take note: Unless you’re willing to cut them (the opposition) off at the knees, don’t get in the ring.

Happy Halloween to all, but, especially, to my wonderful and right-thinking (that would be to the Left, of course) sister, Helen. Happy birthday, Helen.


“Daleypalooza:” Rahmbo Rahmno: The Case for a Woman to Replace Mayor Daley

Dear Readers,

So, I decided to hit-the-ground-running on this one: Why not a woman mayor to replace Mayor Daley? Give me one good reason.

Here’s my Huffington Post piece in which I make the case: Rahmbo Rahmno….keep reading; it’s provocative:).

The piece was picked-up yesterday afternoon by Rich Miller’s Capitol Fax. [Rich gets credit for the “Daleypalooza” description of the circus that just opened under this (Chicago) big top.]

And, interestingly enough, the piece got picked-up right away by the Wall Street story page of USA Today. [I spend a bit of time in the blogpost writing about the LaSalle Street/Wall Street moneychangers-moneyraisers so accessible to Rahm.]

And, for a while there, the piece was the top post on the Huffington Post Politics Rahm page–above Michael Moore’s rant re “happy f—ing Labor Day.” It’s still there, along with all the other juicy Rahm-stuff.

This is all kinda fun, but, really, and mostly, it’s, literally, tragically, deadly serious. [We need to stop the dying in our streets, and rebuild our city, so that it works for all.]

As to serious, for instance, I’m getting e-mails–two just this morning–from highly-qualified women, at least as qualified as any man in the mix, if measured by commitment to this city and time working in its trenches. And, the names of other smart and gifted women have otherwise crossed my desk over the last couple days.

Does Chicago need some “queen-makers,” as one of my girlfriends put-it, instead of some “king-makers”?

Is it time for us Chicago women to put our political talents to use–for us–and to ask our sisters around the country for help? Let me know what you think.