Here’s me in a nutshell: lifelong New Yorker who moved to Chicago two years ago after 33 years in NYC. Moved from a city where no one bothers to compare their city to anywhere else (well, except favorably) to a city where such comparisons are made every day, every way, by everyone, and usually made with New York City.
So here’s the thing. Personally I think New York City and Chicago both stand favorable comparison against each other, neither being perfect and each having advantages over the other (you know the drill: you can order a pizza at 3 am in New York, you can take the L to the airport in Chicago, yada yada ad infinitum).
What kills me is this. New Yorkers know they have a universally recognized good thing and feel totally secure about it. Chicagoans also know they have a universally recognized good thing. But they feel like they have to justify it all the time.
Mike is a communications strategist for Progressive causes who believes there's a lot more to life than meets the eye. A native New Yorker who prefers deep-dish to thin-crust, he has happily called the Windy City home since 2003. A committed transit rider in any town, Mike hasn't learned how to drive for 37 years. And counting.
