man it's a hot mess of construction goin' on round here, this city dreamin' in the dust of  
obombaland 
before he breaks ground
hear us help us
o lord

all praise and sacrifice
for money and nothin' else
in heaven thy dwellin' place 
for money we are sorely 
for money we are sorely  
tried 

by hordes of soul extraction corporate zombie speculators amen.


postscript. just now i got an update on the obomba/city of chicago/chicago park district privatization/pro golf assocation commission foundation thingy, and they are trying to as per usual keep it a secret and push it on through at the public, and nature's expense. i hear of little dissent, i think people are both resigned and defeated by the powers that be once again, and they wait breathing shallowly, breathlessly gulping deeply when it strikes home and heart once again that it's another city that works art of the done deal. but strange things happen in silence regarding evil things that happen in board rooms and elite club rooms. i would urge you please not to hold your breath.