Wednesday, April 19, 2006

The Savage Wasteland of Chicago - A Photo Essay

The savage streets of Chicago are a dreary post-apocalyptic wasteland, where you can't always rely on the safety of numbers, firepower, or even kitty shoes.




Thugs roam the streets in motorized packs, dispensing their twisted idea of street justice to all who run afoul of them.

These gangs, loyal to local warlords, hold the city in a grip of fear. Even in broad daylight they are out, instilling terror among the general populace.


There are very few places one can find refuge. We were fortunate to happen upon one such stronghold.

Sue is a local tribal leader, and a very old friend, who holds court in her massive palace by the water.

Her hospitality toward visitors is well known, and she took a liking to us.


She even sent one of her emissaries with us, to ensure our safe passage home.

3 comments:

monica said...

one of the most charming things about the museums in chicago is the little wax mold souvenirs. i had one of colleen moore's dollhouse and one of the U-505 submarine for years until they finally crumbled.

Writer Mom said...

Sue does seem very glad to see you.
So happy you survived the Segway gang. They sure look scary.
I expect they run over the homeless to test the off-roading capabilities.
I can't believe we live two or so hours away, and we've never taken the kids to Chicago.
Maybe THAT'S where our blog conference can be!
*rambling.
**sorry about that.

Writer Mom said...

Hey! Who's that hot guy going to the prom??