By David Villano
By Jose D. Duran
By Michael E. Miller
By Allie Conti
By Kyle Swenson
By Luther Campbell
By Frank Owen
By Allie Conti
Spending millions on the Tower was just one of Commissioner Regalado's great ideas. The theater eventually flamed out and turned into a dollar cinema. Now it's being rented to Miami-Dade Community College for $500 per year. So taxpayers got to spend millions to rebuild the theater, and now taxpayers will also pay the rent. What a deal!
Maybe we can talk Viacom or Disney into hiring Commissioner Regalado. Who knows? With his talent for judging movies and his financial acumen, those companies will have the potential to become the next Enron.
This is the kind of thing that really backfires on Cuban-exile politics. It's bad politics, guys. The Castro government can't be fought with censorship. When will we learn that fascism is not the antidote to communism? Mr. Regalado does himself and the community he serves a disservice by playing Cuban censor and not behaving like an elected U.S. official who does not get involved in what is shown on campus.
Fluff will never mitigate arrogance. But at least Regalado can never be called a square. He's not a square. He's a Cuban!
Send us a postcard from your new home, Ms. McGilvery, in whichever Third World country will take you. As for us, we'll be here, loving our wonderful country and not changing it to fit your sad, self-hating agenda.
The January 19 farewell party for patrons of the 1800 was probably the best goodbye imaginable, thanks largely to the sons of Bill Ader. It was a fitting reminder of days gone by. Many of the women who served a great clientele of patrons on that farewell evening were proud to do so just for the chance to remember what it had been all about for so long. I myself was pleased to have been a part of what I think was an appropriate memorial to Bill Ader. He would have been proud of his sons for responding in the manner they did, paying tribute to their lifelong friend and manager Jan and to all who worked there over so many years.
The 1800 Club provided a comfortable place for me and all my friends to grow with the help of a man who knew how to treat his family -- as well as his friends -- with the utmost respect and humility. More important than the demise of the structure is the remembrance of the man who built it and his dream.