At noon I met with three instructors in the police academy’s atrium. It’s dominated by a monument to seven officers killed by an anarchist’s bomb at the infamous Haymarket Square riot of 1886. Police cadets see that statue every day. The occasional shooting of an officer on the street reinforces the statue’s lesson: Chicago’s a tough town, so let the pols worry about its image. The rest of us demand, correctly, that police put our rights above their safety. It’s just one of the ways we ask a lot.
