You already knew Father Pfleger is mad. All you need now is his method.
It’s pretty easy, actually. His parish serves Chicago’s black gangland. It makes perfect sense for him to try to de-demonize what his parishioners’ sons and grandsons are up to by engaging in this silly moral equivalency between black street gangs and white nimbies who advocate for public parks (even though they’re really packing some sort of selfish motive, but that’s for another day). I’m sure Al Capone’s parish priest once tried to draw a through line between Capone and a corporate CEO.
Pfleger’s analogy wouldn’t be so stupid if the white parks advocates were murdering each other over Facebook posts and Kool-Aid recipes and pieces of fried chicken or dope dealing territorial “rights.”