Chicago’s new potholes are fascinatingly deep and dangerous. More like craters than potholes, they have suddenly appeared all over the city, like the pock marks of a virulent disease, democratically afflicting every neighborhood, every thoroughfare, leaving no one immune.
Driving on streets with such craters is like being a pawn in a dangerous game, a reactive pinball careening through a pinball machine. The stakes are high if you don’t bounce or dodge. Some of the holes are real axle-breakers.
If you have a picture of a great pothole near you, I would love to see it. Chicagoans can report a dangerous pothole by calling 311. Based on this city website, it looks like some 250,000 have been called in. Wanting to appear responsive and in control, the city has established a “pothole tracker,” a map showing all potholes repaired in the past seven days. Victory over potholes? So far this one is too close to call.