Usually when I open the paper in the morning and see a 60-point headline spanning all six columns of the Chicago Tribune, I get to hear news like ‘Terrorists bomb London transit’ or ‘Cubs in World Series’ (fine, I’ll never get to see that one). Today, though, I was treated to something that, in my scope of the world, means next to nothing:

‘Feds go after City Hall,’ it read.

I’m so far removed from Chicago politics that whatever may happen in the Office of the Mayor concerns me less than a page-six, 76-word blurb about Viktor Yushchenko, the newly-elected president of the Ukraine - and I live here. The disconnect between the established Chicago, the one that, umm, works downtown, maybe, I don’t know, and the rest of the town, which simply takes for granted a) local politics in general and b) the fact that a man named ‘Daley’ has and will always run this city. Even people who, on the scale of political demographics, are the same as me - my age, not from here originally, etc - but want to be involved with politics find themselves doing so on the state, not the local, level. The mayor’s father was called the ‘American Pharaoh,’ so I think Daley the younger will be able to weather this small rainstorm - not full-blown hurricane - of a scandal.

Either way, it’s the same to me.