I recall reading an article in the Bodega Bay Navigator by one of their staff columnists who is a minister. He said there is some evidence that Jesus and Mary Magdalene were husband and wife. This does seem to make sense. Is it true? — adorablyred, via the Internet Now,…
Elizabeth Huizenga Buntrock sits in the cramped office behind her Las Olas Boulevard flower shop smoking Carlton cigarettes and answering questions that lead to money, of which she confesses to having a lot. The middle name is no coincidence. Decades ago, her cousin, H. Wayne Huizenga, lived in her Chicago…
Sitting on a couch in her lawyer’s office, Christine Leduc-McCrady describes the woman who fired her from the exclusive Boca Raton Resort & Club. “She looks a little different than me. Long blond hair, fake nails, three-tone lipstick, the perfect power suit. When she saw me with short hair, I’m…
Napoleon Bonaparte Broward might be proud to see the way Palm Beach County’s politicians are now bastardizing his name. After all, as Florida’s governor in 1905, Broward began the process of draining the Everglades for future development. Now that the stinking swamp with its unsightly sawgrass has been supplanted by…
This has probably been answered somewhere before, but I was getting my teeth drilled that day. Just what does kumbaya mean? — F. Pierson, via the Internet Oh Lord, kumbaya. Also spelled kum ba yah, cumbayah, kumbayah, and probably a few other ways. If you look in a good songbook,…
It Takes an Article to Raise a Ruckus I’m a member of Synergy [Cohousing] who has recently moved down from Manhattan to work on the project (“It Takes a Village to Raise a Ruckus,” Paul Belden, August 27). I want to thank you for the article. It was very nicely…
Franco Nicoletti’s hair has gone salt-and-pepper, and he’s shaved off his mustache. He doesn’t look half the man he used to be. But maybe that’s the point. Could this be the same man who spent the last decade engineering schemes to swell his offshore accounts? The man accused of defrauding…
Ah, those lazy days of summer, the kind that make you want to get out of the office and leave it all behind… and forget about those nasty feds poring over your business records, those bulldog cops sniffing into allegations of lawbreaking, and those yammering reporters filling your voice mail…
More than 100 people showed up for the first-ever candidates’ forum sponsored by PAC-PAC, Broward County’s new gay political force. The guest list for the August 11 forum included Democrats, Republicans, and city, county, and state government politicos, incumbents, and would-be government officials. All were there ostensibly to talk about…
Can you confirm the following? It sounds rather fishy to me. — Adam Koford, Salt Lake City, Utah “Subject: Truth About the Finger “In the film Titanic, the character Rose is shown giving the finger to Jack, another character. Many people who have seen the film question whether ‘giving the…
Some of the Dolphins’ Best Friends Are Gay I have for the last few weeks read letters from uninformed individuals who wish to speak in a less-than-positive manner about one of this community’s leaders (“Removing the Unity From the Gay Community,” Michael Freedman, July 30). Please let me set the…
Andrew Greene was at the freezer again, fishing for that pint of chocolate ice cream. It was sometime after midnight, and slivers of moonlight illuminated the teetering mounds of legal paperwork littering his musty house in Oakland Park. It wasn’t fear of a break-in that kept him up. Greene’s house…
CHOPPER CHICK IN ZOMBIE TOWN!!! When reporters die and go to hell, hell turns out to be a big, windowless room where no smoking or snacking is permitted. Upon arrival the newly sentenced news hound stuffs his or her ears, the better to drown out a half-dozen or so elected…
Dana Bennett dreams of living in a place without ill will, distrust, or hostility among neighbors. To make that dream come true, he’s sunk years of his life and thousands of dollars into the building of a new form of living arrangement — one that holds the hope of providing…
My next-door neighbors just had a baby, announcing the birth with a pink lawn sign that says, “It’s a girl!” However, the space where you’re supposed to fill in the name of the baby was left blank. When my sister and her friend Jenn asked why it was blank, I…
No Strong-Fin Tactics on the Dolphin Board A recent letter-writer states that when he “looks at the current division of the Dolphin membership through the exclusion of lesbians in leadership positions and other strong-arm tactics, I realize division and not unity prevails as far as Bill Salicco is concerned.” Mr…
A traveler asks directions to Riviera Beach. The clerk at an Exxon station responds: “Go up I-95 till you hit Blue Heron Boulevard. Then put on some body armor.” Wedged in between the bigger and better-known towns of West Palm Beach and Palm Beach Gardens, the port city of Riviera…
Willie Thomas’ morning starts at 8:30 a.m. with a jolt so powerful it shakes the foundation of his house. Sometimes it seems like it happens even earlier. But like an alarm clock, every working day, the bang awakens Thomas and his wife, Betty, with a start. With that, the couple…
The image of a rather uncomfortable-looking Janet Folger was beamed by satellite from South Florida onto TV screens across the country. Her controversial ad campaign, aimed at “healing” gays and lesbians, had landed her on on ABC’s Nightline. But Folger, the director of an outreach program of the Fort Lauderdale-based…
The dealer’s hand is spitting cards as the players’ eyes flicker from side to side, up and down, from cards to faces and back again. Chips fly and clink into the pot as the betting goes round the table. Here on the second-level card deck of the Swath, a cruise-to-nowhere…
Every evening near Fort Lauderdale Beach, small, furbearing panhandlers gather near the entrance to Hugh Taylor Birch State Recreation Area. They dig for insects, get in fights, and await the tourists and retirees who used to show up with bags of food. But the tourists and retirees don’t show up…
And the Parade (of Accusations) Goes On I remember last year’s Gay Pride Parade on Las Olas very well (“Removing the Unity From the Gay Community,” Michael Freedman, July 30). I work at ZAN(Z)BAR on Las Olas, and our pride was in full bloom that day with all the balloons,…
