Confession: I have this thesis that Chicago has the meanest people in the World. It's like we take a joy in ruining fun. You try to do something fun in this city and here comes the gangs, and not just the ones on the street.
Tribal warfare. The Police of all vice. Even our gangs have religious connotations, Hebrews Vs Moors, with wars on the Gaza Strip (actual nickname for a street, actual event). We got Vice Lords in the Holy City.
Visit a tourist spot in a family friendly area and there's pictures idolizing an actual de-facto Chicago King, Al Capone, who behaved like O-Dog from Menace 2 Society. I think there's some weird Capone curse on our Police department. The Police are known to be sarcastic assholes anywhere you go, (that's par for the course), but in Chicago there's a joyful vindictiveness to it. They want you to hurt and they're taking joy in it, laughing at it, laughing with it, being corny about it.
Even the major horror movies Icons of the 80s all have a Chicago connection, look it up. We were founded by a Haitian too. How we know DuSable ain't do no juju on the land? And Barack Obama cut his Political teeth here? Man look.
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