Brown is the color of choice for R.O. Dale Ross. The spines of his law books are leathery tan, the vinyl on his chairs is cardboard-box brown, and his wooden table is the hue of watery chewing tobacco. Even the Lady Justice on the wall clock in the chief judge´s eighth-floor courthouse office is a dark, bronzy brown. Brown, brown, and mo re brown as in the color of the storm that´s been whirling around the Broward County Courthouse, where Ross is the judge over all the judges. It´s the county known to the rest of the world as a place where votes don´t get counted right, where a judge cries on camera over a dead B-list bimbo, and where another judge gets busted smoking dope in a park near... More >>>