Four-Star Muddle

As Hurricane Isabel was snapping branches and tossing lawn furniture around (and killing 35 people) in North Carolina and Virginia last week, Minor Tropical Disturbance Wesley Clark blew into Hollywood. A compact man with iron-gray hair, Clark, a former four-star general with big national ambitions, thrilled a crowd of supporters…

The First Train to Clark-ville

A couple of years from now, if there’s a guy named Wesley Clark in the Oval Office, South Floridians will be able to look back to a fateful evening in September 2003 and say it all started — at least the Broward County part of it — at Shooters Waterfront…

Fantasy Interrupted

The strippers at Fantasy Lounge go two dances on-stage, two off. The first number is the warm-up, the second is the money shot. About 5 p.m., a slim-hipped dancer named Alexis loosens her bra straps and lowers her pants below the buttocks, then suddenly, as a loud techno-screech reaches crescendo,…

Plop Art

In a rare moment of descriptive inspiration, County Commissioner John Rodstrom recently called the kind of art that has been showing up in Broward’s public spaces “plop art.” Rodstrom, who is no art critic (he’s a lawyer with a B.A. in political science), was commenting on a proposed $800,000 expenditure…

They Shoot Up Horses, Don’t They?

Even before the start of the Gulfstream Park season in January, horse trainer Mark Shuman and his boss, New Hampshire mortgage banker Michael Gill, were talking large about their prospects. They had sauntered into Hallandale Beach like a couple of pistoleros, muscling their way into the pastoral confines of the…

Stayin’ Kinda Alive

Thoroughbred racing is an old man’s game. The bettors who stand in the shade at the front of Gulfstream Park’s clubhouse or saunter through the paddock, looking for telltale signs in the horses that are being saddled for the next race, are mostly in their 60s and 70s. They’re in…

Grumbling from the Grassroots

Tim Smith is a short, compact man with a quick boyish smile and the watchful, hungry look of a salesman prowling the front of a car lot. On Election Day last week, he arrived at his neighborhood polling place, the Gay and Lesbian Community Center, promptly at 8:30 in the…