For The Love Of God: NO
Let’s get this straight. I am in the tank for Sport. Season ticket holder to the Blackhawks, constant attendee at Wrigley (and in the minority of fans who actually watch the damn game), etc. Further, I really dig the Olympics; notwithstanding American teevee’s obsession with gymnastics, beach volleyball, and figure skating for no legitimate reason, I am a devoted viewer. But: actually having the Olympics handed to us on Friday afternoon? Do me a favor.
Two reasons. One: The Bid Committee and other boosters are claiming the price tag will hit $4.8bn. Anyone who buys that is stoned. Try twelve double-extra-large for 2016. At least. London 2012 is at £9.35bn ($14.8bn-ish) right now. And this is Chicago. Five guys, two shovels, and a smiling alderman. Come the hell on.
Two: we got other problems. Last week, a kid on the South Side got beat up by a bunch of other guys, right in the street. Reportedly, he was just an innocent bystander. The fatal blow apparently came from a railroad tie. Novel. Usually, it’s a second-hand gun.
Look: one or two kids a week are getting shot. There are square miles that are totally blighted out. The CTA is perpetually within a few months of meltdown, or catastrophic failure, or both. And so on. Having the Olympics over will paper over these festering problems, and many others, while spending desperately needed money on… a real estate development.
COME ON, RIO. BAIL US OUT. PLEASE AND THANK YOU.