What you don’t get to say about Chicago.
The laws are not what you conveniently believe they are.
Bullet Points.
I don’t have technical specifications of particular firearms available off the top of my head. I remember other things instead.
Past Indicators, Future Performance.
Whatever may have happened, it ends here.
Allegories and Elemental Forces.
There is an village next to an ocean, and every summer the ocean rises.
The Infiltration.
I form a crack team of sly, adventurous larceny specialists. We scan the news reports and websites and speech transcripts.
Either/Or.
It could be that millennials as a generation are just inherently lazy and entitled, sure. It could also be something else.
A larger megaphone.
So I wrote a bit of political analysis for Vox.
Friends of my enemies.
On the voters who think he’s worth a shot.