In one of his poignant 'true grit' journalist columns several years ago, John Kass chilled readers with an icy story of intimidation - it might have actually happened the way he describes it.
Today, 12/13/2006 he had another in which the hard-boiled columnist waits in the rain - just like Allan Ladd, and almost as tall.
Here read both.http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/columnists/chi-020422kassduffs,1,7007989.column?page=1&coll=
At the end of his earlier column, one that impacted on Kass personally and benefited him publicly, he made this challenge to bad guys and ne'er-do-wells:
'People who don't like what I write complain to me personally all the time. Sometimes they get angry, even tough guys get angry, but I don't write about it.
But don't mention my children or my home. Ever.
I thought that was against the rules.
It could have been a threat. Or simple stupidity. Or it could have been panic brought by a federal grand jury. I can't say.'
Okay, so in today's column he brings in another man's child in an effort to shame what appears to be a pretty solid conscience into 'talking to Kass.' Jesus what a gold-plated and talented jerk!
In August 2005 Torres was sentenced to two years in prison for pocketing more than $56,000 in bribes from at least 30 trucking companies. He didn't fight.
"From the day I walked into my attorney's office, I told him I did not want to fight this whatsoever because I was guilty," Torres said at sentencing. He didn't like telling his then-9-year-old son "that I had done something wrong when my child looked up to me and thought I was Zeus."
Out there wet on Ashland, I wasn't looking for the god of lightning. Instead, I was looking for Torres, who hung out at Tavern on Rush, fortifying himself nightly, waiting for the federally inevitable."
I guess another man's little boy is fair game. Like I said, there are bigger jerks, but John Kass will do nicely.