Blagojevich on stand (Here's hoping it's just like Ray Liotta in Goodfellas)
The Blagojevich Trial II: The Wrath of Khan continues today after yesterday's fireworks. But, admittedly, the fireworks were kind of short - nothing long enough to justify putting the blanket down on the grass.
Chicago Mayor Rahm Emanuel and U.S. Congressman Jesse Jackson, Jr. both testified for the defense, although after listening to their testimony, you could make the argument that they were on the stand for the prosecution.
Essentially Emanuel said (I'm paraphrasing): "Hey, what do you want from me? Nothing ever happened, I don't even know the guy."
And Jackson, Jr. (again paraphrasing): "Hey, what do you want from me? I really don't like the guy. I tried to get my wife a job with him and he said no and told me I should have given him campaign contributions when I had the chance..."
So today, we might see what the people (and Judge Zagel) have wanted all along: Rod Blagojevich doing his best Henry Hill impression on the stand in federal court. If I were Blago, I would only talk to an imaginary camera in the back of the courtroom. I would get up, swivel out of the chair and walk towards that camera. One take.
(They won't let me embed, so check it out here - 4:00 in)
Henry Hill looks at camera.
Didn't matter. It didn't mean anything. When I was broke I would go rob some more. We ran everything. We paid off cops. We paid off lawyers. We paid off judges. Everybody had their hands out. Everything was for the taking. And now it's all over. That's the hardest part.
I just hope the defense testimony continues for awhile - like for four days. I want Blago to be a free man long enough to be able to hit the Memorial Day parade circuit. If he were smart, he would march in the Lincoln Park 'WOOGMS' parade.
Now we all know Blago loves a great parade - and is as good of a glad-hander is they come. But this parade's a little different. There's no crowd. Everyone marches, nobody watches.
I'd love to witness Blago trying to work that parade, marching along and trying to shake all the other marchers' hands at the same time.
B story: I'm didn't watch Windy City Live this morning. Did you? I saw it for a split second in the news room, but all I saw was shots of Billy Dec and their Facebook page.
C story: Great, we can't be the Second City in population, popularity or industry. But we can be the second city for bed bugs. Good job Chicago!
Weather: How annoying and rapture-like is this rain? It better stop, or I'm draining my bank account to tell the world that it won't.
Sports: You realize tonight could be the end of the Bulls' season? Imagine that, Chicago sports fans. We would have to start rooting for our baseball teams. I might take up reading.
The Trib pulled out their profile of Joakim Noah. It's a nice piece, but it stinks of a Sunday feature. And they can't put it on Sunday (probably the original plan) because the Bulls could be done tonight or Saturday. And they can't risk it for tomorrow or Saturday because if the Bulls lose, nobody wants to hear about Noah unless it involves half-naked ladies in the Bahamas.
Kicker: New Funny or Die Between Two Ferns: