Welcome to summer, wanna buy some gas? I was watching the Lehrer Newshour show last week when a representative from an oil industry trade group explained that gas prices in Chicago are sky-high because area oil wholesalers had not prepared themselves for the summer demand. Does that explain things? The Chicago gas wholesalers forgot this year that summer follows spring. Maybe they were hoping Hell would freeze over and the Cubs would finally win the pennant.
Not gonna happen, not this year. The Cubs are 14 games back in the NL Central and the oil companies have both the administration and Congress investigating the price of Midwest gas. Some people blame OPEC, some say it’s the EPA – I have a different theory. I think the Chicago wholesalers started counting SUVs on the Dan Ryan Expressway and “Holy Cow, those tanks are two out of three cars on the road,” and that’s all it took.
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In The Neighborhood
Every hour, on the hour, or close to it, I hear bells toll in Burlington. First there’s the United Methodist Church on College Street. What I hear is not really bells, but some mechanical or electric device. Thirty seconds or so later, I hear the same hour struck from the cupola of city hall. I like to think the interval between the chimes is our chronological separation of church and state.
Burlington is a small city and the tolling bells can be heard all over town at most hours of the day and night. It’s quiet here, especially with the college students away on summer break. Lawn mowers drone on Saturday mornings, if the weather is clear and in the evenings you can still find people out for a stroll or visiting on a front porch.
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