Something to be remembered when you drive along East Las Olas Boulevard in Fort Lauderdale, past the now defunct Hyde Park Market and the neighboring Stranahan House, a nationally registered historic site: There are two kinds of moneymakers. There is the “A” kind — the moneymaker for whom “legal” is…
The Oranges of WrathOut on a limb: Good article (“Canker Sore,” Kirk Nielsen, July 6). The story is unfortunate for sure, but the crime is who is getting that money being doled out. It should be noted that tons of taxpayer loot is being tossed to local firms who have…
Steven Seagal’s voice was blooming in Craig Marquardo’s ear like an exotic flower, and the voice was saying yes. Yes, Seagal liked the script. No, he wouldn’t mind acting the lead role, and yes, he would agree to do it with a “verbal handshake.” A bankable action-film star whose movies…
There’s a feud brewing at the School Board of Broward County and, naturally, it has almost nothing to do with the education of children. Rather it concerns the usual stuff: lobbyists, real estate, millions of taxpayer dollars, developers, and political infighting. The twist is that it involves a surprising fit…
It’s impressive how much faith Broward Sheriff Ken Jenne puts in his young lobbyist and political consultant, Russ Oster. We have long known that Jenne has eyes for more than law enforcement, considering his failed bid to convince voters in March that they needed a strong-mayor form of government. (Many…
Infectious sabotage? I had to respond to your citrus canker article (“Canker Sore,” Kirk Nielsen, July 6). My husband and I moved here eight years ago. The first thing we did after buying a house was plant tropical plants, including trees. The citrus trees were a navel orange, a tangelo,…
“All I remember is that I was blacking out, and I couldn’t move. My feet went numb, and every time I’d try to stand up, I would just go down again.” Nelson is 25 years old, and his six-foot frame fills half of a velour love seat in the living…
Three tourists step out of the bright light, their pupils dilating in the newfound shade. They glance, bug-eyed, at their green plastic poker chip, then at Tom Vogel Jr. It’s a beseeching gaze, but Vogel, laid-back in sneakers, khaki shorts, and fish-print shirt, only smiles, points to a sign on…
One man might really appreciate what’s happening in Plantation. But unfortunately, Richard Nixon is dead. We must not forget, however, that we owe Tricky Dick for immersing us in the dark side of politics. Otherwise the Plantation story might be shocking. It goes like this: A crusading, antiestablishment Plantation councilman…
Flagrant Manipulation: the New Times Crime And it’s a felony: Can the editor explain which parts of Jeremy Rose’s deliberate act of buying and transporting cocaine and his brother’s participation in a gang that deliberately sabotaged a public school are mistakes? That’s how writer Roger Williams described them (“One Strike…
Maria Austin is frying bacon in the kitchen of her canalside house in North Lauderdale, unaware that four men with chain saws have just pulled up in a pickup truck. It is 11:15 on a Friday morning in June, and the 70-year-old madrileña and her 54-year-old husband, Lawrence, are about…
The architectural firm of Pierce Goodwin Alexander & Linville (PGAL) has never seemed to have a difficult time getting public contracts. In Houston, where the company is based, and in Florida, PGAL has profited from designing everything from airports to colleges to courthouses.But PGAL never could crack one of the…
If anything is to be learned from the recent Irish Republican Army gunrunning case in Fort Lauderdale, it’s never to underestimate federal prosecutor Richard Scruggs’ capacity for dramatics. Scruggs, a former Janet Reno right-hand man, went over the top when he tacked terrorism charges, which carry life sentences, onto the…
If Harvey Were Editor (Yipes!) A mixed message: You have the wrong photo on the cover of your June 22 edition (“Let Me Kill Myself,” Bob Whitby)! You should have had the photo of “El Pescador,” Donato Dalrymple, adorn the cover with the same words superimposed! Harvey Slavin Hollywood Robert…
On H Street, Tiffany often sits on an old blue rusted Camaro and watches life pass by. Most days are the same here in Osborne, a predominantly black section of Lake Worth wedged between the railroad tracks and Dixie Highway. The streets are cracked and potholed, and the dull beat…
One day soon little Elián will be ripped from our collective bosom and sent back to the clutches of El Jefe — it is in the wind. Our lives will drag on without the Divine Child, denied the playful spirit he embodies and the smoldering lust for freedom he represents…
Warren Chiavaroli doesn’t give money to panhandlers. No, he says matter-of-factly, he gives cans. Well, not a can, really. It’s actually a skinny cardboard tube about the diameter of a roll of wrapping paper, cut down to about three inches high. The little cylinder is called a Can of Help…
Hey, notice something a bit different on these pages? To us, the most offending aspect of Florida State University’s use of Indian symbolism is that obnoxious “tomahawk chop” chant that permeates every game.But to many Native Americans the school’s “howling Indian” logo and the use of an indigenous tribe’s name,…
Hey Glenny Boy: Try Not to Talk About the Editor’s Underwear Will they stay or will they go? Hey, Tommy boy: Your jockstrap’s on too tight again, you’re bruising your brain(s). I read your little sidebar, and I must admit I’m confused (Undercurrents, June 15). Now let’s see if I…
Phil Snaith is dying. But at the moment he has more pressing problems. With the help of his girlfriend, Pennie Wildermuth, he manages to dress himself in a conservative gray suit, crisp white shirt, and light blue tie. He navigates his faded Mercury Grand Marquis through an afternoon downpour, making…
Osvaldo Herrera, Clifton Lirette, and Frank Bramwell turn together to study the figure approaching from the south: a lone pedestrian, still hundreds of yards away. The figure moves steadily along the shoulder of a four-lane highway, threading a line between an arrow-straight canal that stretches almost 25 miles north from…
Broward Sheriff’s Office detective Lisa McElhaney is embarrassed, and Undercurrents knows why. To hide her identity, the undercover deputy testified in a black hood last week in the failed attempt to prosecute the owners of Trapeze II for allowing sex acts. As we’ve reported, no one was offended by the…
