March 17, 2003
Standing on the Red Line platform, you can face it directly. You can stare it down. That housing project looks like Satan's middle finger protruding from the soil. If you look closely, you can see scars from flame. You can discern a certain level at which the tissue dies: The blood is cut off from there on up. You can't tell from here if this project is controlled by pushers and gangs. Plenty are. Worse than a full-tilt police state. Criminals pimp harder than cops. You can see everything from up there. From Chinatown to the skyscrapers in the Loop.