Buying plane tickets for 80 hawks:

I’ve always dreamed of dying by having so much sensual intercourse that I get so dehydrated that my lips get so chapped that I die. Albert, how does that fit into your model?

“...a lone bad actor?”

Nah, dawg. No corporate tools in the pockets of those Wall Street FAT CATS are gonna tell Hamilton what to write about. This is a First Amendment issue, really.

Wait, so the Concourse is just Hamilton Nolan’s minute-to-minute personal political blog now or what?

“...all of the mistakes that could possibly be made have been made...”

It’s called the Chicago Handshake, guys.

If we’re going to be correct about it: