A weary  passenger on a red-eye from California to Chicago was jolted awake on August 6, 2007  by an astounding scene far below the jetliner, which had begun its approach into Chicago. Magnus Mopey rubbed his awakening and unbelieving eyes; his all-night flight was turning into an all-fright flight. His saucer-sized eyes  were transfixed on  Godzilla as he climbed out of Lake Michigan and sauntered up onto the bank of the marina. Huge footprints sank into the turf. Boats lurched against the docks, causing costly damage to the hulls. Dopey  fumbled for his camera and snapped off a few frames as the jet continued its descent beyond the stunning scene below.

An emergency room resident, Asama Blowharden, was taking a much needed break from all the trauma patients. He had a spectacular view of downtown Chicago along the breakwater.  He finally engrossed himself in the political statistics displayed in numerous open windows on his laptop, when something moving slowly in the lake caught his eye. Looking up, his full attention was drawn to Godzilla rising out of the water, bellowing at a jet skier. The wake caused by the force of the booming, unearthly sound from Godzilla's throat nearly capsized the jet skier. The stench from the air blasting from Godzilla's flaring nostrils was just as forceful, paralyzing the skier by  stealing his breath away, as if taking a blow to the solar plexus. The terrified sportsman buzzed away as fast as the sputtering motor would power the watercraft away, far away from the huge, hideous, green monster.

Unfortunately, the commercial concerns dressed in their Mag Mile suits in downtown Chicago would not escape Godzilla's presence. As if drunken by confusion, Godzilla bolted through rows and rows of streets, perplexed by the many towering buildings, the tallest one searing its image into his mind.  One business executive, Blair N. Crycis, ordered her assistant to "just take a photo - now!" A lucky shot rewarded the assistant with the rest of the day off and a Buckstar's coffee shop $5.00 gift card. Traffic was snarled for hours for many commuter-polluters. They cursed the bicyclists who were easily coursing and weaving, unstopped, through stalled traffic. The above ground railway transportation system comprising the "U" , which  was already in varying states of repair, would need more repair as Godzilla clumsily weaved and wobbled through the streets, stumbling, crushing and nearly falling into the concrete and steel structures threading through the city.

Even the residential districts were greeted by the mighty brute. One little boy, Yima Shaquen, was curious about the source of the vibrations he felt and went to the window of his apartment building for a look-see. His face said it all as he got a memorable eye full of Godzilla and those feet pounding past by him. Blondy Ditz, a college student sharing an apartment with ten other gossip gals, watched in awe of her iPhone as it recorded a few seconds of far away video of Godzilla  effortlessly destroying building after building. She later confessed that she decided to cut the video clip short, however, because she was just not dressed appropriately for the occasion and she had to answer a text from her BFF. Apparently, Godzilla's awesome but horrifying presence left one young lady undecided on the most profitable course of action in view of this once-in-a-lifetime spectacle.

The powers that be turned another blind eye to Godzilla. Calls to the mayors office went unanswered due to important issues surrounding minority interest in next July's round of impudent games already scheduled. In the face of criticism, one wonders if the strongest winds blowing are coming from Godzilla or elsewhere.

California and now Chicago. Where in the world will Godzilla strike next? Only time will tell.