If there were a Pulitzer Prize for Puff Pieces, the Chicago Tribune would be a front-runner for its preposterous editorial the other day on Rep. Jesse Jackson Jr., who has disappeared and is said to be receiving treatment for unspecified disorders of the mind:

We first met and observed him in action three decades ago. A mob of reporters had descended on Operation PUSH headquarters in pursuit of some news story involving his peripatetic father. Junior was a kid on the cusp of college. Unlike so many children of the prominent and privileged, though, he was neither pleaser nor prima donna. Directing network camera crews and resolving problems borne [sic] of too many journalists in too little space, he was intense. Controlling. Taciturn far beyond his years. With the most minimal gestures–his eyes and nostrils communicated volumes–he comfortably commanded respect, obedience really, from people twice and thrice his age.

To take just the worst phrase, his “nostrils communicated volumes”? Never mind what ails him, it sounds as if he should have been quarantined as a potential threat to public health.

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image JJJ in a Karate Match vs. a guy who looks like Bill Kelly