The voice seethed: “You need to get a life, man. You are a sick individual. All this shit you are spewing all here all over the paper and this frickin’ front cover is an absolute disgrace,” said the man, who didn’t leave his name. “Why don’t you just move to…
… um, the Air & Sea Show? As someone who is on the nonviolent political left, I very much commend New Times for the superb cover story, “War Pigs” (March 20). Although I have had my differences with your paper previously, Bob Norman’s story was excellently written, with a perfect…
Nicholas J. Kalman sits on the edge of the high office chair and bends his slender upper body over the desk in front of him, neatly clasping his hands together. He has a caring smile, perfectly parted hair, and an honest, freckled face that’ll get him far in the affairs…
Countdown 8 p.m. EST Monday, March 17 In the lobby of the Radisson Deauville, on the eve of the Winter Music Conference, the music stops when President Buzzkill addresses the world. The face of George Bush replaces the Dirty Vegas video that had been playing on the big-screen TVs in…
When Tania Galloni joined the Migrant Farmworker Justice Project in September 2002, she faced a daunting task: to help protect Florida’s agricultural workers from the myriad of dangerous pesticides to which they are exposed every day. Galloni was fresh out of Yale Law School, had just passed the Florida Bar…
Joe McCarthy, listen up: To Bob Norman: You are not an American; please leave this country. Learn your facts first, whether you are a liberal, a Democrat, or a Republican. Being an American is an honor, and you should have none of that. Go to another country and live… please!…
Along Dixie Highway, just west of Young Circle Park, an innocuous strip mall with the usual strip-mall businesses sits quietly at the side of the road. V.I.P Hair Salon. Interactive Solutions Inc. — for all your signs, marketing, and web design needs. Stamped Concrete, featuring one-way concrete delivery. As in…
In case you hadn’t noticed, Fort Lauderdale is in a real estate frenzy not seen since the 1950s, when the Coral Ridge Development Co. unloaded $2 million worth of residential lots in nine minutes and 35 seconds. Skyscraping condo towers! Developers shoehorning apartments on top of apartments on modest downtown…
Next up, a dragon: Congratulations to Bob Norman, slayer of Griffins. New Times exposed the corrupt underbelly of Pompano Beach politics (“Don’t Drink the Water,” March 13). Enjoy your triumph. Ed Foley Pompano Beach Trouble celebrates an anniversary: The article Bob Norman wrote on the City of Pompano’s water and…
Out on the Crawford ranch, the president morphs into Dirty George. He gets that swagger down, walking with his spurs about four feet apart. His arms he keeps bowed out like he might draw a pistol. He’s the cowboy-hatted Bush who appeals strongly to his rural white base. Sometimes he…
When Nicholas Hoffman worked for the City of Pompano Beach, his duties ranged from the menial to the monumental. He didn’t just clean the bathrooms; he made sure the water in them — and throughout the entire city — was safe to drink. Hoffman, a 24-year-old student with spiked black…
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…
Rush-hour traffic is mounting around the Hollywood City Hall roundabout as Dennis Pellarin strolls from his office toward the west side of the traffic circle during a recent afternoon. He approaches the two-story building that squats beside City Hall, and he unlocks a door to a flight of stairs. Pellarin…
But not the Hollywood commission: In response to Chuck Strouse’s March 6 column, “Steal from the Kiddies, Spoil the Rich,” let me tell you about the beauty of Hollywood Central Elementary. Despite its size, HCE is a warm and loving neighborhood school. I firmly believe that the only way to…
The most noticeable thing about Francisco Ferreras is his chest. He is otherwise an imposing presence — tall, muscular arms, broad back, shaved head bronzed by the sun. But it is the chest that impresses. It is prodigiously expansive, but not in the way bodybuilders become musclebound with bulk. Ferreras’…
It’s the second round of an extreme fighting match in Atlantic City on Friday, and the crowd isn’t happy. Fighter Din Thomas, who trains in Fort Lauderdale, dominates the no-holds-barred bout with jabs and right hooks more akin to boxing. The quick punches keep opponent Matt “The Terror” Serra from…
Same day. Same greed. Same cockeyed judgment. The only difference between two votes cast Wednesday, February 26, was the victim: City of Hollywood commissioners screwed taxpayers, while the Broward County School Board shortchanged the city’s kids. In the afternoon, commissioners agreed to offer developer Steve Berman $3 million in incentives…
He gets no kick from the powerful: I thought Bob Norman’s February 27 article, “The Jackass Whimpers,” was complete, fair, and balanced. As for Amy Rose calling the “Jewish War Veterans” and “The Management Committee of the DEC” not “reputable” enough for the county commissioners to support, she has erred…
Back in January 2003, Jeb Bush dreamed of emptying out goverment buildings in Tallahassee. This commemorative scrapbook includes the greatest hits from the ensuing four-year parade of privatization. Bush calls for more faith, less government January 10, 2003 TALLAHASSEE — Standing on the steps of Florida’s old capitol, Jeb Bush…
Every kid should have an uncle like Kevin Markey. He’s a little low on the cool scale. With his wide Irish face, blue eyes shaded with Ray-Bans, and long-sleeve, striped, Oxford dress shirt tucked into fitted jeans, the 44-year-old real estate investor looks like a no-nonsense cop on his day…
Valerie Silidker, a 28-year-old student with black John Lennon sunglasses and blond Glenn Close hair, spent a recent Saturday bobbing between thick rows of traffic on Sunrise Boulevard, handing out antiwar fliers to drivers waiting for a green light. Most of them were happy to take one. Some weren’t. “Fuck…
Whoa-whoa-whoa, she’s a lady: Bob Norman, how honest and squeaky clean are you? Bet you got some things in your closet you do not want known. However, you did try to burn Miriam Oliphant (“Burn, Oliphant, Burn,” February 13). Wrong, Bobby — she is a lady — you appear to…
