Earlier today, some of us who have been around Big Guy for more than four years - that means about four of us - were pulled into an emergency meeting. It seems that Rep. Jesse Jackson, Jr., is under investigation by the Office of Congressional Ethics, which is looking into JJ's relationship and communications with Rod Blagojevich, who was helping Big Guy and Axelrod move Big O's Senate seat at cost to the highest bidder. Or something like that, I don't really understand Chicago politics.
And apparently neither does Jackson, because he's cooperating with the investigation. See, where Big Guy and I come from in Chicago, no one "cooperates." There were times when Big Guy and I would walking the streets of Gresham and Englewood, with him lugging around my screens, our extension cord, and a backpack of walking-around money from ACORN, when we'd get stopped by law enforcement and asked about so-and-so person of interest, or why Big O was carrying around a teleprompter and $10,000 in cash. We never cracked. Not once. And the community respected us for it.
I'm not questioning JJ's loyalty, but I am questioning his intelligence. I don't see how he could have misunderstood that 20-pound dead salmon wrapped in the Chicago Sun-Times Rahm left for him in his House office yesterday.