Seventeenth Ward alderman David Moore was hazed with one of the oldest tricks in the Chicago book: stealing a rookie’s TIF money.
Mayor Rahm basks in the glow of his great TIF triumph—taking millions from bankrupt schools and wasting it on his DePaul/Marriott boondoggle.
If I were alderman, how would I have voted on the mayor’s budget?
The mayor doesn’t tell the truth about TIFs and taxes even while trying to abide by the state’s “Truth-in- Taxation Law.”
Mayor Rahm fleeces the flock.
Once Mayor Emanuel raises the property tax rate, he will inevitably make Chicagoans pay still more money to his beloved tax increment financing slush fund.
Though he blames Mayor Daley for the budget crisis that’s making him jack up property taxes, Mayor Rahm has filled his budget office with old Daley staffers.
When it comes to giving the hunger strikers and KOCO a say in running Dyett High School, Mayor Emanuel’s no longer such a big advocate for free markets and school choice.
With Mayor Rahm getting ready to jack up your taxes, he has to at least pretend he gives a hoot about what you have to say.
Mayor Rahm’s administration is slower than molasses when it comes to releasing key budget documents that tell us how much the city’s borrowed and how much he’s got hidden in his TIF slush fund.
Just because Mayor Emanuel says he’s reformed the TIF program doesn’t mean taxpayers should stop trying to find out how many millions in slush he’s got stashed away.
The mayor’s grand scheme to turn teachers into loan sharks dies a humble death just as I was hoping he’d extend the deal to ordinary taxpayers—like me.
Chicago’s three most powerful politicians—Rauner, Rahm, and Madigan—have said they support a bill that gives Chicago extra time to contribute $634 million to the Chicago teachers’ pension fund. Someone’s not being honest.
With the Willis Tower and other downtown buildings fetching record sales prices, it’s a good time to remember how much TIF money we’ve sunk into these areas.
You’ve got a big chance to take this city in a different direction, Chicago—don’t mess it up.