Of course Canadian cities have few bragging rights when it comes to our own homeless problem and to the presence of street people. So it’s not Chicago’s down-and-out who unnerve you. No, the real shocker is this: the presence on those lush streets of actual families slumped on a piece of cardboard, in the course of a few chic blocks three adults – two women and one man, two black and one white – each surrounded by several kids, hoping for street charity and getting precious little of it. It’s a sight only too common on the streets of Addis Ababa and Delhi, as I can sadly attest. But Chicago, Sinatra’s toddling town? It’s a spectacle I’ve never seen anywhere else in the entire rich world, certainly not in Toronto or elsewhere in Canada. We could hardly believe our eyes.

