Kickass and Chicago guns

Kickass, the doorstop dog, has a fragmentary report of the keeper and Phyllis traveling to the Federal Building in downtown Chicago to renew passports in preparation for a possible move to Canada before the narcissistic leader builds a spruce containment wall; and also to visit Phyllis’s family in Saskatchewan , including her 97-year-old mother.  Driving to and from and into Chicago, in sporadic downpours, is not the keeper’s idea of entertainment, but he never comes away from such an experience without being impressed with the impossibility of big-city coexistence—so many multi-colored people packed together, getting things done and entertaining each other, and, of course, killing each other because that’s what you do in a culture that cannot shake its outmoded frontier mentality of solving issues with guns.