Back to Business ... Almost

That was fun.

Now that the Indignant Citizen has wiped the champagne and beer from his tired eyes, washed the smoke from his clothes and regained his voice after the White Sox stomped the holy living shit out of the Red Sox, Angels and Astros to win the World Series, it’s time to cast a glance across the charred and smoking landscape of life in these United States.

So much crap has piled up on the river banks as White Sox Nation cruised by on the good ship Championship.... There was the high school cheerleader with a crush on the football captain masquerading as a Supreme Court nominee. Someone in government actually got busted for lying. The 2,000th U.S. soldier died in Iraq. And the former governor of the State of Illinois continued to attend his corruption trial. That’s a lot to deal with. But let
us start where we stand, for that is almost always best.

For those who didn’t catch it, Tribune Columnist and cub fan Eric Zorn filed an I-Was-Wrong dispatch from the bottom of the crater that was the Cubs season, a crater that was only made deeper by the White Sox postseason success. Later, in a blog entry that will go down in history on the South Side, Zorn exposed the six-sigma hypocrisy of Sun-Times sports columnist Jay Mariotti over the past year as it related to the White Sox.

Not only is Zorn’s roundup the stuff of instant legend in Sox Blogland, it may be enough to get Mariotti fired. Mariotti, more popularly known on the South Side as Windsock for his tendency to shift positions with the fickle breezes, didn’t file his regular Tuesday column. Instead his spot on the next-to-last page was filled by Carol Slezak, with a note at the bottom of the page informing readers that Mariotti was "Taking the Day Off."

That’s the same tag line, by the way, that the Sun-Times insists on using each time another column by Neil “I Beat My Wife Because I’m a Pussy” Steinberg doesn’t see the light of day because Steinberg is in “therapy” trying to exorcise his demons.

While the Indignant Citizen appreciates Steinberg’s acerbic style and perma-frown outlook on life, the guy hit his wife. He should be fired and forced to attend anger management and world history classes taught by Carl Everett.

When Juan Uribe fired that final bullet to Paul Konerko to record the final out in Game 4 of the World Series, the Indignant Citizen, in the euphoria of the moment, thought perhaps he might have to retire his indignation. Life just seemed too good. Everyone was happy; strangers hugged, joy was everywhere. The sun seemed brighter, the birds chirpier.

It took about four days for the joy to fully wear off. The Indignant Citizen is still happy about the Sox, mind you, but more pressing issues have asserted themselves. And we will get to them shortly. In the meantime, join the Indignant Citizen in congratulating once more the 2005 Chicago White Sox, World Series Champions .