Yesterday, my morning edition of the Sun-Times—hand-delivered as always—featured one of the most entertaining stories I’ve read all year: Mark Brown’s column about Eddie Acevedo Jr.’ s prodigious, obscenity-laced, late-night phone call to Alderman Danny Solis.

    The Acevedos are the last in the line of the Hispanic Democratic Organization, whose members pride themselves on being tough, bare-fisted political brawlers. 

         That one went like this . . .

      Thank you, once again, Les Grobstein for capturing Elia’s great moment.

   And this one . . . 

            In desperation, I turned to my old friend Milo, who knows more about cursing than anyone I know, having grown up in Gary, Indiana, and served in the army.