Readers, a lament as we head into Thanksgiving. As most of you already know, I live in Chicago, Ill., and have for the better part of two decades. I have an unusually prickly relationship to my town — how would you feel being one of approximately 10,000 conservatives in a city of 2.721 million? — and have, as a result, strangely felt the need to write less about its terminal decline as time goes by. I’ve already contributed my share here at National Review, after all, and things haven’t changed. Why repeat yourself?
Illinois Governor JB Pritzker is a balloonishly progressive oaf whose power is due exclusively to his billionaire family fortune; Chicago Mayor Brandon Johnson is an ignoramus legendary even in city history as the worst we have ever had, likely toppling even Prohibition-era Republican William “Big Bill” Thompson, who definitely beats him on personal corruption but will almost certainly exceed him in simple competence. And the prospects of either of them being replaced by something better are low.
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