Believe it or not, I have an old friend who works for the central office at the Chicago Public Schools.

I won’t reveal his/her name ’cause if I do, Mayor Emanuel will have a fit and send him/her a dead fish for even talking to me.

I’m not sure what the mayor has against me. It couldn’t have been anything I wrote—or over the fact that I went to Evanston while he went to New Trier. Those old high school rivalries last forever!