Chicago’s Blues

Despite making the trip to Copenhagen in a serious effort to steer the Olympics to the streets of Chicago, the high powered Obama/Oprah delegation was unable to bring home the gold. Well technically they were eliminated first, so they ain’t even get bronze….What’s lower than bronze? Aluminum? Equivalent to a Pepsi can…or Copper? Equivalent to a penny…a dayum penny. Wow man, that’s pretty fuc-in’ embarrassing when all you heard for the last several months was Olympic bid, bid, bid…yadda yadda yadda…bid, bid bid…you get the point.

But on the nicer side, let me take this time to offer my sincere condolences to my fellow Chicagoans. I say condolences because if you were to judge from the looks on the faces of the many you would’ve thought that they had lost loved ones or something. My goodness people it’s the Olympic Games for crying out loud. It’s not like major league baseball just announced that the Cubbies were moving to Des Moines or something. Sheeesh, now that’ll be a nightmare. So c’mon and get a grip of yourselves. We had no real shot anyways. Not after 8 years of George Bush (yes I went there republicans) and South America never hosting any of the games before.

Since the bid came up short, you know there were those who took this shyat beyond serious reveling in the fact that millions of “real Average Americans” just missed out on a once-in-a-generation opportunity for job creation and economic development. I beg to differ. This was definitly a blessing in disguise for there would’ve been a good n’ plenty on the short end of the stick.

Oh by the way, there were major bucks given to the city through fundraisers and contributions for financial support. Now that the games were assigned to Rio, where is all that contribution money going? Maybe to help fund the deplorable inner city schools for books and after school programs? Yeah right, seems just too right.

In all actuality, someone is about to have some deeeeeep azz pockets and they’re surely not mine…only in Chicago man. Only in Chicago.