Cecil’s latest SD Chicago column was inspired by a comment made by Tribune columnist John Kass.
I don’t have much to say about Cecil’s moderately interesting article, but it did make me consider the source. I used to enjoy reading Kass, even when I didn’t agree with him, because I once found him to be a talented, thoughtful, and entertaining writer. These days, though, his column is barely even readable.
Between his silly little nicknames for every public figure, and his ever-growing list of made-up words, he seems to write in his own personal language, and if you aren’t a regular reader, good luck keeping up. He could be writing about the price of tea in China and he’ll still manage to work a tangential reference to Tony Rezko into just about every column. His relentless Obama- and Daley-bashing has become tedious.
All of which I can forgive on the rare occasions he actually has a point. But most days I slog through a couple hundred words of “That chumbalone Rezko and Mayor Shortshanks are smoking the hopium like they were blobfish attacking one of my famous beer-can chickens…” and I have to give up, thinking what the hell are you talking about, Kass??
So what do you think? Is it just me? Or was he once a promising columnist who’s now on permanent cruise control? Or was he always a hack and I never noticed before? Or is he brilliant and always was and I don’t know what I’m talking about?