I had this postcard pinned up near my desk for a while, so I guess Alderman Natarus got his money's worth on the mailing. I've since taken it down (and scanned it, obviously), but the expression on Natarus' face still cracks me up.
Chuck Sudo borrows it for a Chicagoist posting about Natarus' recent, stupidly racist comment:
Chicagoist: Our Crazy Uncles in City Council It seems as though not a week goes by without an alderman doing or saying something that makes Chicago look like just another parochial, hick town. If they're not banning foie gras, or passing a smoking ban that allows bars a time frame for compliance that more resembles an exit strategy from Iraq, then they're feuding with each other on the Council floor, passing salary increases for themselves, and getting caught in the occasional compromising position.
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