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The fact that the county was going to pay H&R Paving $69,000 for what was at best a $24,000 job makes one wonder where all our tax money really goes. It sure isn't going to public works out here.

There are 43,000 acres of land in private hands in the eastern Everglades. County taxes amount to $30 per acre per year for vacant land, which comes to $1.29 million dollars annually. The homes in the 81/2 Square Mile Area contribute another $1.13 million per year in taxes. That comes to more than two million dollars per year. And for that we get nothing but dirty fill in return.

Michael Black
West Dade

This Swamp Is My Swamp
I read Jacob Bernstein's article with interest because residents of the now infamous 81/2 Square Mile Area have been whining for years about flood protection. If Mr. Bernstein had taken a look at the long, sordid history of this area, he would have found that many homes and other structures were built there without county permits.

He should take a drive out there some weekend (SW 136th Street west of Krome Avenue is nice this time of year) and he'd find a quagmire of illegal activities. Picnic shelters, which are being rented to large parties on private property, complete with the illegal sale of food and alcoholic beverages, are commonplace. In fact, if you want to see the Third World, why bother visiting Cuba? You can see it right there in the 81/2 Square Mile Area.

As far as taxpayers forking over money to pay for flood protection for the folks out there, I can only quote an old adage: "If you bought a swamp, then you must have wanted a swamp."

Princely Mastigure
Homestead

Errata
Owing to a reporting error in Kirk Nielsen's article "Ebony and Larceny" (July 16), the number of concert grand pianos manufactured annually by Steinway & Sons was misstated. The firm produces 120 each year.

In Tristram Korten's article about Miami Police Chief Donald Warshaw ("The Don," June 25), a reporting error led to an incorrect date appearing in the chronology of Operation Greenpalm, the federal government's corruption probe. Warshaw accompanied former Miami City Manager Cesar Odio to New York City to meet with bond raters in the summer of 1996.

New Times regrets the errors.

Flaky Trout?
Regarding Kenny Trout's letter last week in response to the article on Ed's Guitars ("A Real Fender Bender," July 9), I know Ed Oleck to be a fair, honest, and knowledgeable guitar dealer. As Alan Diaz noted in his article, Ed does indeed have many quality brand-name instruments in his store -- not "cheap, garage-sale type guitars" as Mr. Trout says.

Also the idea that Ed Oleck or anyone else could buy something for $100 and sell it for $1000 may sound great, but it's probably not realistic -- at Ed's or anywhere else. Mr. Trout's letter sounds a little fishy to me.

Robert Graupera
Hialeah

It's All Spaghetti to Him
Regarding Steve Capellini's restaurant review of Spiga ("Family Planning," July 9), pappardelle pasta is not tube-shape! It is a ribbon pasta, much wider than fettucine.

Gerry Simon
Hallandale

Driving a Bus Is Like Going to War
Regarding Kirk Nielsen's article "Wheels of Fortune" (July 2), gimme a break! Golly geez, he must not know how hard we work to get those finer things in life we'd like to have. New house, paid by the hour. New car, paid by the hour.

But it only takes a minute to see that Nielsen is dumping shit in our boots. Did he know we get shot at, spit at, cursed at, egged, flipped off, and have rocks and bottles thrown at us? And don't forget about the winos, the homeless in the wintertime, the "Hey, brother, can I get a free ride," the wild crew coming from the theaters, the two lost tourists who get on and could you please help us?

Was Nielsen out there shuttling people after Hurricane Andrew hit?
I know he wasn't out there in Liberty City in 1980.
And how about that same time when Mariel came into the picture. Did he drive a bus all the way to the Palm Beach County National Guard armory to pick up refugees with a state trooper escort and go back to the FIU south campus, just one person driving and 40 sweating and coughing people from all walks of life in Cuba onboard?

Oh, let me not forget: The Haitians came that year, too.
After nineteen and a half years of driving buses in Miami-Dade County, I can only guess that Nielsen just pushed the wrong buttons on his keyboard. And now he's pissed off my fellow workers. I sure hope his car doesn't break down.

I've been bumping curbs since 1979 but still get paid by the f@#*ING HOUR.
J.R. SMITH
MIAMI

Gangsters, Gangstas, What's the Dif?
I READ WITH AMUSEMENT JESSE BANUCHI'S RESPONSE ("LETTERS," JULY 2) TO PETER RAINER'S REVIEW OF BULWORTH. BANUCHI CONTENDS THE MOVIE'S TOTAL "MESSAGE" IS THAT BULWORTH'S ERRATIC BEHAVIOR IS DUE TO HIS BEING POSSESSED BY A DEAD BLACK MALE RAPPER.

IT'S FUNNY HOW PEOPLE CAN INTERPRET THE SAME MOVIE COMPLETELY DIFFERENTLY. I THOUGHT IT OBVIOUS THAT BULWORTH'S UNDERLYING MESSAGE WAS THAT THE INSURANCE INDUSTRY WAS THE MAFIA.

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