A tale of the city

Not quite Chappaquiddick, but it took Sun-Times’ asking for records on the case, which is seven years old.  Investigation closed, they hear.
Not enough, say two (black) alder-people.
Daley nephew six-three, 230 lbs., other guy five-five, 140.  Punched in heat of moment?  Unintended consequences?
Koschman<————–  Decased five-fiver
Friends of the deceased offer to be lie-detected, but not friends of the nephew, who won’t talk at all.  Another witness, one of two bystanders, has a nephew-friendly recollection, thinks he knows nephew from attending high school in Wilmette.  That is Loyola Academy, of course.  No Daley nephew is going to New Trier, which is Rahm E’s alma mater, by the way.
The nephew and one friend fled the scene, leaving two McCarthys behind. 
Did the little guy rush the nephew’s friend in the wake of bump followed by harsh words?  Or did he only stride toward him, saying something, maybe mouthing off?
Division & Dearborn, three in the morning.  Not quite Chappaquiddick, but a story apparently of political connection in Chicago, where winks and nods do very nicely, thank you.

Clash of the Chicago titans

Chicago alder-people are one happy family.  They vote for each other’s projects, feel a “commitment to each other.”  Thus the chairman of their black caucus.  Room for others in your fam, Alderman?

Along comes Rahm. “Rahm don’t want trouble,” says Ald. Walter Burnett.  He’s “smart enough” to know that.  “Playing . . . games and taking it on the chin.  It is what is what it is.”  Now and ever shall be.

Ald. Eddie Burke, however, has more money in the bank — $8 mill vs. Rahm’s $2 mill.  Battle brewing.

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What, he worry?