You know who just doesn't get it? The elites of the Democratic Party, especially here in Philadelphia. The raging fire of big-money corruption continues to burn around a party that claims to be the voice of the American working class, just like that internet meme with the dog clutching his coffee mug as the walls of the cafe blaze all around him.

The latest towering inferno surrounds soon-to-be-former Rep. Chaka Fattah, elected repeatedly to Congress from his poverty-wracked, predominantly non-white district that desperately needs a helping hand in Washington. Instead, according to the federal court case that resulted yesterday in 22 felony convictions for bribery and racketeering, Fattah used those hands to help himself, leaning on millionaire pals to pay everything from his mayoral campaign debts to his kid's Drexel tuition.

You would think that top Democratic officials in or around Philadelphia would be running from Fattah at a Usain Bolt-like sprint  unless you've actually spent more than a week or so living in or around Philadelphia. Hey, we only threw snowballs at Santa Claus once...but we defend, condone or explain away our political crooks again and again and again.

The condoner-in-chief is, without question, Ed Rendell, who in the past has been mayor, governor and chairman of the Democratic National Committee. You could probably spin off a whole new "Law and Order" (or maybe "CSI: Cash-in-White-Envelopes Unit") about all the times Rendell has been a character witness for our political lowlifes. At the Fattah trial, Rendell was at his most outraged  not at the politicians pocketing other people's money, but at the nerve of the prosecutors who go after them.

"Federal prosecutors don't understand the political process," Rendell said then. "They think everything is done for ulterior motives. They're very cynical. We're not all bad. We're not all evil."

Rendell, meanwhile, understands the political process of kneeling down before millionaires and billionaires so well that he was the obvious choice to chair the host committee for the Democratic National Committee, the folks tasked with raising the big corporate bucks  some $65 million, or so they say  to stage the DNC at the Wells Fargo Center in late July.

How's that going? Not great, apparently. But we don't know for sure, because the DNC host committee is refusing to make public the names of the corporations and wealthy individuals who'll be paying for the staging of the Hillary Clinton Show. The latest is that the Rendell-chaired group will release its spending report  but only 60 days after the circus has left town.

This is a break from every possible past tradition. The committee that financed the 2000 Republican National Convention at the same arena  and every other host committee in recent election cycles  have released more timely and transparent reports about where the money has been coming from.

The host committee's actions may not even be legal. Last week, Pennsylvania's Office of Open Records, responding to a requests by intrepid freelance reporter Dustin Slaughter and by the Inquirer, said that the host committee can't renege on a promise it made last year, when the confab was extended a $15 million line of credit by the quasi-governmental Philadelphia Authority for Industrial Development to issue quarterly reports. But the host committee is instead continuing to fight for opacity  and against the public's right to know.

What are they hiding? Everyone knows that these conventions  which before the out-and-out craziness of the 2016 race have become lavish, anti-democratic coronations and informericals  are lavishly funded by a Who's Who of American corporate oligarchy. In the era of rising democratic socialism on the left flank of the Democratic Party, would the list of vulture capitalists putting on Hillary's big night prove to be something of an embarrassment? Perhaps.

Perhaps intentionally, given the political climate, the run-up to the DNC has been marked more broadly by confusion. Will taxpayers be on the hook  as happened in the 2015 papal visit  for a fundraising shortfall that could be as much as $10 million? Nobody seems to know.

And what about the thousands of protesters expected to descend upon the City of Brotherly Love? The Kenney administration, to its credit, moved to re-write the law book to prevent the embarrassing mass arrests that happened under Police Commissioner John Timoney in 2000. Then there was a loophole. Then it was fixed. Then they said they were sprucing up the shuttered Holmesburg prison. Just in case. Then a day later they said they weren't. Is Philly getting the Summer of Love, or the kind of street warfare that made 1968's DNC in Chicago infamous?

Suddenly, nobody knows nothing. And after months of laid-back, no-biggie attytood about the Democratic confab (in contrast to the hype and hysteria before 2000's RNC...I was there), the civic blood pressure is starting to rise.

Which is why even a small nod toward openness by the host committee would go a long way. In the wreckage of the Fattah case (the last in a string of convictions and indictments of Philadelphia and Pennsylvania Democrats, by the way), Rendell and his fellow bigwigs are hoping to shield their dealings with the 1 Percent through what's always worked in the past: Sheer arrogance.

So, Ed Rendell, you want us to believe you when you say all politicians aren't bad or evil? It's really not that hard. Show us the money!