The network television cameras panned and probed across the United States last week, searching for high political drama. They found it along Chicago's State Street on St. Patrick's Day. Mayor Jane Byrne, in a Day-Glo green vinyl cap and swathed in the luxurious fur of numerous martens, towed an uncomfortable Senator Kennedy through what used to be Mayor Richard Daley's scruffy but functional precincts. The lung power of the combined brass bands of the great city was unable to drown out the boos. Daley surely turned a bit in Holy Sepulcher cemetery....
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