Alderman Rick Munoz wants to keep the city from blocking Twitter during the upcoming G-8 and NATO summits.
Apparently, you can shut down the whole tweeting thing "simply by turning off the power to the cell phone towers," Munoz told the Sun-Times.
What should we make of this? Not much. Murder rates rise and fall, and criminologists have tried forever to figure out what causes the changes, with minimal success. Moreover, when it comes to crime trends, a year shows very little, a month almost nothing.
Which is why a crime-fighting boast by the mayor earlier this month was ludicrous.
When a restaurant or cafe suddenly closes for "remodeling," that's usually an easily breakable code for "it's all over for everyone but the debt collectors." That was the fear among slaves to Kevin Ashtari's marvelous coffee beans, roasted on the spot in his tiny Lakeview coffee shop Asado, when he abruptly and mysteriously shut down just before the holidays.
"Nearly everybody in the Middle Ages believed in magic," Kieckhefer's account begins.
Next I opened my e-mail. There was a note from a colleague, and the next e-mail I read turned out to be from an author, Jerry Kubicki, pitching his new book, A Dubious Dream. He began:
"History records many people that have had super natural powers. Are they all myth? Or is there a common thread between these unique people throughout the millennium? What if an item has come to earth and has provided those that possess it powers that are both good and evil?"
Now fronting Howlin' Rain, Miller is focusing on the soul of classic rock, using psychedelia as more of a flourish. On Valentine's Day, the San Fran band releases its third full-length, The Russian Wilds, on Rick Rubin's American Recordings. The album's first single and today's 12 O'Clock Track, the seven-minute "Phantom in the Valley," wears its Springsteen and Hendrix influences with pride. The about-face jam that happens just over halfway through and rolls to the end is easily the song's best feature.
Predictably enough, the Reader has a Valentine's Day issue hitting the streets on February 9, five days before the Hallmark holiday. We'll attempt to foil that predictability with a heavy dose of disenchantment and copious eye-rolling. Why even bother with love—am I right?
For a taste of the impending Valentine's snark, check out the nugget of gold that the good people at Found Magazine allowed us to swipe from their archives. It's a high schooler's view of what makes the perfect girl—and, yes, it's pretty bleak. You'll find it in all its glory after the jump:
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