I grew up in Chicago and have watched the politics of that area unfold for a long time. (Check out the old 'They Came In The Middle Of The Night' thread here at Mudcat ;-) We watch it going down and can often see the humor in it---and in people trying to gain political footing by recounting the machinations of it as is happening in this thread.
I also grew up in an apartment on the second floor of a tall building. In the penthouse of that building lived a Chicago mafia outfit big-shot named Rocco Fischetti. He was killed gangland style in Florida while he was getting a haircut.
It is quite sad to me that I cannot, now, be considered as a candidate for President of the United States because of my connections to these sorry and dangerous people.