There was a bit of excitement in my ‘hood last night. When I got off the train, the bridge over the Kennedy Expressway was deserted. Montrose from Cicero to about Kostner was blocked off by emergency vehicles. When I got to the secret shortcut going north on the east side of the bridge, a short, mustachioed cop told me to get off of Montrose and take the shortcut. I asked him what was up. He said, “Apparently he’s got hostages,” with an odd authoritativeness that seemed to assume I knew who “he” was, and that I was an idiot if I didn’t. Wilson was seriously backed up with traffic going west. Gossip pods formed up and down Kenneth. I went home and finished KotOR.