Yesterday’s (i.e., Wednesday, 9/11/13’s, page 22) Chicago Sun-Times featured an article by Dan
Mihalopoulos highlighting the retirement of Chicago City Council
Sergeant-at-Arms Christina Pacheco Butler.
Mrs. Butler, a longstanding fixture in the 33rd Ward Regular
Democratic Organization, was a patronage hire of Alderman Dick Mell and has
held her current Council job for ten years.
According to the way the city works, now that Mr. Mell has retired, his
patronage hires have to go or find another, to use the perhaps insensitive
descriptive terms of another era, Chinaman or rabbi. Mrs. Butler has apparently elected to
retire. However, given her still quite
tender age (62) and her feisty demeanor, one suspects that she will not be
retired for long.
Mrs. Butler, from Mr. Mihalopoulos’s account, seems to be an
effective and well liked sergeant-at-arms.
She does her job well, has the respect of the Council and the mayor,
takes no guff from anyone, and (usually; see below) knows how to keep her mouth
shut when the situation so demands. She
is probably the equal of the fictional Jimmy McErlean, council sergeant-at-arms
in my book The Chairman, A Novel of Big City Politics. Further, Mrs.
Butler is living, breathing testimony
that the patronage system, despite its many faults, is not the unmitigated evil
its most vociferous critics would have us believe it is. That having been said, one wonders why the
post of city council sergeant-at-arms exists, or maybe one doesn’t wonder; it
has everything to do with the aforementioned patronage system. But I digress.
What captured my attention in the article was not so much
the major story, but an aside. Mrs.
Butler says, not complaining, just pointing out, that she pays for the almonds
and San Pellegrino water that Mayor Rahm Emanuel likes to snack on during city
council meetings.
San Pellegrino water and almonds?! What’s wrong with good old Chicago
water, the Michigan cocktail that
flows from our taps and that is the finest drinking water in the country,
probably the world? And who eats
almonds that aren’t imbedded in a Hershey or World’s Finest bar or mixed into
some delectable dish at a Chinese restaurant, usually involving chicken?
The next time I get blowback when accusing Mayor Emanuel of
being a hopeless elitist yuppie with not a whit of empathy for the people in
the neighborhoods, I will simply point out his snack preferences. San Pellegrino and almonds indeed!
See my two books, The Chairman, A Novel of
Big City Politics and The Chairman’s Challenge,
A Continuing Novel of Big City Politics, for further illumination on
how things work in Chicago and Illinois
politics.
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