Editorial

I Pity the Fool Who Missed Mr. T

Mr. T in front of a large black-and-white photo mural of Nancy Reagan sitting on his lap
Mr. T visits a larger-than-life version of himself in Kathryn Andrews: Run for President, MCA Chicago. Photo: Analú M. López © MCA Chicago

I grew up on the South Side of Chicago . . . If my friends could see me now.

—Mr. T

With his Mohawk game on point, actor/wrestler/rapper/motivational speaker/bodyguard/all-around badass Mr. T visited Kathryn Andrews: Run for President last week, thrilling visitors and MCA staff alike.

His draw: a floor-to-ceiling, blown-up photograph from December 1983 when he became the White House Santa Claus. The image, which occupies a large part of the exhibition, conflates celebrity and politics, two major themes explored in the exhibition.

Marilyn and Larry Fields Curator Naomi Beckwith stops to say hello to Mr. T. Photo: Analú M. López, © MCA Chicago
Mr. T with MCA preparators. Photo: Analú M. López, © MCA Chicago

Many thanks to Mr. T for being so generous with his time and so gracious that day: He struck poses for photos with anyone who asked and even reprised his Santa role, bringing bags of his “Mr. T in your Pocket” voice boxes (which play six of his trademark phrases). He also shared many stories of his time in Chicago with staff and we learned he’s a longtime MCA fan. When he worked as a bouncer on Ontario Street, he would frequently visit the museum before a shift; Curator Lynne Warren recalls seeing him in the gallery frequently.

Come back any time Mr. T!