Intimacies Occurred Elsewhere Please give me the opportunity to respond to the letters regarding my part in the Wissink story (“That’s Why They Called It XS,” November 20). I did not have oral sex in public at an office party with Stephen Wissink. Although I related to reporter Paul Belden…
Seldom does the clock seem so unmerciful as when a child is trapped in a burning bedroom and the fire engine has yet to arrive. “Every minute — every second — seems like it takes at least an hour,” says Lt. Don Petito of the EMS division of the Coral…
Citizens of South Florida, forget high crime rates and snarled traffic and start worrying about a really serious issue: the “harassment and exploitation of lobsters.” The Animal Rights Foundation of Florida, steamed about lobsters being tormented at various Broward and Palm Beach bars and restaurants, is escalating its campaign against…
Chris seems like the guy next door. Thirtysomething, well-built, clean-shaven, quick with conversation. He’s spent most of his life in South Florida, making a living working in restaurants near the beach. But Chris doesn’t live next door to anyone. He’s been out of housing and on the streets for three…
Thick Skin Required This is in response to Paul Belden’s article “That’s Why They Called It XS” (November 20). I am so weary of grown women demanding equal pay, equal opportunity, and equal treatment one minute and then whimpering about disturbing, inappropriate conduct from their male colleagues the next. Judging…
Is it possible to have eyes of two different colors? I scoffed when I heard this at work recently, but others said it happens all the time, and one guy even claimed to know a woman who was “bi” (colored, that is). Are these people imagining things, or is it…
Like many a convict before him, James Horace Alderman came to Jesus in a jail cell. His conversion to Christianity, and not some native taste for melodrama, explains why the 46-year-old smuggler asked to wear a red rose to the gallows and be buried in white. The rose was an…
Outside on Lincoln Road in Miami Beach all is bustle and conviviality, but inside the Alliance Cinema it’s silent and anticipatory. Three people and a turtle have gathered here for the first private screening of a movie. The rough-cut video is longer than feature length, and the tiny audience knows…
Sean Newman swears he wasn’t trying to attract attention when he and his wife opened an ultrachic adult boutique complete with leather whips and $500 latex bodysuits in the rustic heart of downtown Dania. He almost manages to say it with a straight face, too. But then the flicker of…
Miranda Lopez and her neighbors were ready for another fight against high-rise development near Fort Lauderdale beach, then someone mentioned money. A lot of money. An amount in excess of six figures. Suddenly, members of the Dolphin Isles Homeowners Association faced a moral dilemma: Should they abandon principle and take…
Sun-Sentinel Co. employees are laughing about top management’s “head in the sand” response to the recent Stephen Wissink/XS sexual harassment embarrassment. As readers of last week’s New Times will recall, Wissink was forced out as editor and publisher of City Link (the publication formerly known as XS) after allegations he…
Cecil, you are my hero. My ultimate goal in life is to be the polymath you are. My question concerns a mythical “chicken gun” used for testing jet engines. I have heard tales of store-bought poultry being shot out of a gun at 500 mph into a running jet engine…
Wissink’s Girl Toys Are to Be Applauded I just wanted to comment on Paul Belden’s well-written article (“That’s Why They Called It XS,” November 20). I can only sympathize with the people who had to endure the Wissink reign of terror. I applaud the women who came forward and said…
It’s been more than six years, yet Ronnie Greenspan still can’t talk about the staff party without feeling a rise of queasiness in the pit of her stomach. The shame she felt that night, though diminished by time, has never quite disappeared. Rather, it has spiraled down through the years…
There’s safety in sex at FAU, but watch out for religion. That’s the editorial message from the student newspaper, the University Press, in the aftermath of a censorship spat with the Boca Raton News, which prints and sells advertising for the Press. Last month News publisher Roger Coover threatened to…
For Barbara Rolle the bus means freedom. Two months ago she had trouble finding a ride to take her son Ryan to a speech therapist. He needs to go three times a week because the two-year-old boy can’t yet form words as he’s supposed to. On other days it’s essential…
There’s been a lot of talk in the last few years about subliminal advertising, sexual words and phalli in Disney movies, et cetera. Another rumor I keep hearing is that a part of the male anatomy was unintentionally pictured in the underwear section of a 1975 Sears catalog. Let me…
Three weekends ago, Bahia Mar marina was overrun with bikini-clad boat girls, silver-tongued yacht brokers, and some of the world’s most dazzling watercraft gathered together for the 38th annual Fort Lauderdale International Boat Show. Amid the sleek sloops and tubby trawlers, one world-famous vessel was notably missing: the Busted Flush,…
It was like Edgar Renteria singling in the eleventh-inning run to win the seventh game of the World Series but not being able to tell anyone for a whole year. Oh, Phil Mundy had wanted to talk about it and had hinted around about it, but secrecy had to be…
You’ve come a long way, baby… er, sir. Twenty of the most politically connected women in Broward County looked deep within themselves, pondered how best to improve the lives of the women of Broward County, and decided a man should lead the way. Next month lawyer William Amlong becomes chairman…
At 7:30 a.m. as school buses rattle down Palm Beach County roads carrying sleepy children to school each day, the work crew at the future home of the Morikami Elementary School has already arrived. Now a slate gray, two-story edifice on a dirt road west of Delray Beach, the county’s…
He remembers the crack dealers and the prostitutes, the drifters sprawled along the little side streets off Fort Lauderdale beach, the 70-year-old tourists being propositioned, and all the local residents who stayed away. “The city forgets,” Roger Handevidt snarls. He owns the Orton Terrace Apartment Motel in the north beach…
