Sleeping in Council Chambers
A photograph of Stone asleep in Council Chambers during a hearing (on limiting cell phone use while driving) ran on the front page of the Chicago Sun-Times on January 14, 2004. "Some aldermen have a tendency while they're thinking to close their eyes and that may register with their constituency as not paying attention or, perhaps, even sleeping during the session," Stone later explained. Stone fell asleep at his desk in Council Chambers in City Hall during the City Council's Finance Committee debate on the controversial parking meter lease on December 3, 2008, in full view of the press, and was photographed by the press. Stone was videotaped sleeping during a Finance Committee hearing on transparency of the City's tax increment financing program on March 16, 2009.
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