Having learned from the master, Mayor Daley, Governor Blagojevich plays the race card in order to save his hide.
This week’s talks, tastings, and events.
1/5-31: Free admission to the Museum of Science and Industry
This Friday I’m back on WBEZ–twice.
One writer’s early encounter with the cinematic prince of thumbs.
The only 2008 music wrapup you’ll need in 2009.
The NHL Winter Classic at Wrigley Field tomorrow isn’t just a publicity stunt but should actually be a compelling game between the Blackhawks and the Detroit Red Wings.
Even if inflation makes whatever money you’ve got left worthless by the time summer rolls around, you’ll still be able to get into Jazz Fest.
The Village Voice publishes its 2008 jazz poll, and this year I’m part of it.
Roland Burris’s neo-classical self regard is at least preferable to Dubya’s faux chill.
Roland Burris’s tomb: it’s not arrogance, it’s just putting your resume somewhere where you’ll never lose it.
No matter what happens in the Senate, Roland Burris has a heck of a seat waiting for him.
It doesn’t really matter who Governor Blagojevich appoints to fill Barack Obama’s vacant seat–we’re not going to get any independent leadership out of it anyway.
With the Roland Burris pick, Rod Blagojevich wins a round.
Today’s most awkwardly moving headline poetry.