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In the bowels of a boxy concrete monolith northwest of downtown Miami sits cooler number five. Use all of your weight to slide open the heavy polished metal door and a stench...
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The story went this way: Stuck at MIA en route to Houston, flyweight Miami Commissioner Johnny Winton gulped down 16 drinks — wine, whiskey, amaretto, and beer. Then he...
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Stone serious, the dapper elderly gentleman in gray slacks, a black and white tie, and a neatly pressed green shirt firmly gripped my shoulder from behind: "You'll have to...
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Three skulls lay in the dust beneath silvery buttonwood leaves. Two were covered in rotting flesh. One had been severed by a hacksaw.
That was December. A month prior, a...
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The beef began with a fish. Fueled by liquor, it ended with Miami New Times owner Mike Lacey launching a bottle at its editor Jim Mullin.
"One of our sarcastic writers called...
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Gonzalo Guillén is on the lam. His wife and son are in hiding.
Colombian President Álvaro Uribe publicly belittled the reporter. Strangers repeatedly threatened...
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Gabe Pendas decked a guy that cool March evening seven years ago. Fractured his jaw. It was in front of the Starbucks on Kendall Drive, not far from Jamba Juice. "We had a...
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Cops hauled away my next-door neighbor last week. They say he molested four boys.
When one kid was eleven years old, the physician "fondled his penis, masturbating him until...
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Drug dealers outgun cops. A 23-year-old warehouse worker is shot dead over a five-dollar bet. A three-year-old falls from a second floor balcony and cracks her head because of...
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It was midday-hot in the tony neighborhood just north of Miami's Design District this past June 22 when as many as twenty snipers took aim with high-power rifles. A deep male...
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Clad in a starched blue shirt and a red power tie, with black headphones sandwiching his handsome pate, the candidate adroitly parried the DJ's questions. Democratic...
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A striking, five-column color photo was splashed across the Sunday, June 25 edition of El Nuevo Herald. It showed four spandex-clad prostitutes in Cuba hailing a foreign...
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It sounds great. Prod media companies to hire more Hispanics and improve relations with the Latino community.
Indeed, in just the past three years foundations have forked...
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He never did it. No way. No how.
Miami Police Chief John Timoney contends he couldn't have said, "Fuck the Cubans," on February 12 at 1:00 a.m. at a party sponsored by Ocean...
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Welcome, damas and caballeros, to Miami New Times's first annual Bad Seed Awards ceremony here at the gleaming new — though still incomplete — $446 million downtown...
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Stephanie Teele is an ethereally beautiful woman. She has ocean blue, almost translucent eyes; gentle features; and a kind, modest face etched deeply with sorrow. As she looks...
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First a rock smashed the front window. Then, after a metal shutter was slammed shut, a bottle exploded against it. Then another. And another.
A thousand Haitians burst...
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Five weeks after the Miami Herald canned columnist Jim DeFede, his spot in the newsroom appeared, well, rather strange. A crash dummy in a baseball cap, jeans, and Nikes sat...
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Gail Bobb is a single mom. A pretty, prim 39-year-old native of Guyana, she moved to South Florida in 2001 with her two nearly grown kids, Frank and Theresa. "It was...
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MEMORANDUM
March 7, 2002
To: Michael Satz, Kathy Rundle, South Florida prosecutors, police officers
From: CES
Re: Misplaced priorities
It has come to my attention recently...
