Eleven months and counting until the day of reckoning for Commissioner Natacha Millan
Eleven months and counting until the day of reckoning for Commissioner Natacha Millan
Steve Satterwhite


"Let me ask you something," the man on the other end of the telephone line says. "Where are the commission-sponsored initiatives? Where are the ordinances and resolutions designed to make this a better place to live? There aren't any anymore. They don't have any. They've run out of ideas."

The man on the phone has been a county employee for more than two decades and has watched a score of commissioners come and go, but this current crop of thirteen baffles him. "There are some real characters up there," he says in a disapproving tone. The man's name is unimportant. Suffice it to say he's a senior county official with a lot to lose should his identity be revealed. Yet his words are on target.

I had called this fellow to talk about Merrett Stierheim and what I have perceived in recent months to be Stierheim's growing frustration with the job of county manager. Stierheim stepped into this position twenty months ago, at a time when the county was being rocked by one scandal after another. Today the scandals keep on coming, and Stierheim is looking more and more like the little Dutch boy who is running out of fingers.

According to several sources, Stierheim would like to quit but has promised Mayor Alex Penelas he would stay on at least through next year's mayoral election. The main problem for Stierheim, according to sources, is that he is dumbfounded by the constant political meddling of commissioners on behalf of lobbyists and other special interests. This intrusion goes beyond the normal political wrangling in which a commissioner might fight for a program in his or her district, or be a sincere advocate for increased minority representation in a contract. Commissioners today seem more venal, their motives more sinister.

There has always been some of that on the commission, even during Stierheim's first tenure as county manager from 1976 to 1986. But it was never so pervasive.

When I asked him about this the other day, Stierheim chose to sidestep the issue rather than air his grievances publicly. "I think my frustration might be better left unsaid," he shrugged. "I think I knew what I was getting into reasonably well when I took this job. It's a tough job. It's a tough job."

Another reason Stierheim stays, those close to him say, is his deep sense of loyalty to the county's 27,000 employees. "I think that's what is keeping him there more than anything else," says my telephone companion. "He feels an obligation to his people." Under Stierheim the morale of county employees has improved dramatically, a stark change from the tenures of the previous two county managers, Armando Vidal and Joaquin Aviño.

Under Aviño and Vidal, department heads and senior staffers often complained that they didn't know if the manager would back them in a political fight with commissioners or the mayor's office. Stierheim has worked to alter that, which has given rise to the one significant criticism directed at him: He doesn't always chose his battles carefully. There have been times Stierheim has fought for his staff's recommendations when it was clear to almost everyone else that the staff had made a mistake. A dispute over who to hire to operate the seaport's gantry cranes early in Stierheim tenure was a classic example.

The issue of the county commission being not only intellectually bankrupt but also out of touch with reality is a far more serious problem than any shortcoming of Stierheim. A person only had to watch last week's commission meeting to understand that. Among the items on the agenda was a surreal workshop in which commissioners complimented one another on being good and honest elected officials. Specifically this new-age encounter session was designed to dispute an overwhelming mountain of evidence that their political shenanigans have helped create one of the worst airports in the nation.

I kept wondering if Johnnie Cochran was sitting in the county attorney's chair. ("If the baggage wrap don't fit, you must acquit.") Perhaps the county could hire O.J. to do a few commercials for the airport. "Miami International Airport and I have gotten a bad rap in recent years. But hey, we're both survivors," O.J. would say before sprinting through the terminal and leaping over a luggage cart.

The county commission workshop followed the Miami Herald's series on the airport, which was a comprehensive compendium of problems at MIA, the basic themes of which were already well-known. I've touched on many of them myself over the past eight years in stories such as "Is This Any Way to Run an Airport?" (1993); "First Class All the Way" (1995);"Very Big Bucks" (1995); "The Dumping Ground" (1997); "The Airport Flush Fund" (1997); "Don't Call Me a Lobbyist" (1998); "Airport Sleaze Aplenty" (1998); and "High Noon at MIA" (1999).

I point out that New Times has published these stories not to deflate the pomposity of the Herald series (well, maybe just a little), but to argue that our beloved, ever-shrinking daily offered us no surprises. Everything "exposed" in the series was already common knowledge among the politicians and bureaucrats at county hall. And so for commissioners to express indignation was just plain silly.

It was even more ludicrous, though, for our sexy little mayor, Alex Penelas, to express shock and dismay about the Herald's findings, especially since nearly every lobbyist with his snout in MIA's trough is a part of Penelas's fundraising machine. In fact the funniest line in the entire Herald series was uttered by Penelas himself. After the Herald exhaustively documented how every major lobbyist was tied to the mayor, Penelas was quoted as saying he would like to reform the process by cutting commissioners out of the loop.

Excuse me, but it appears that what we really need to do is yank Penelas and his cronies out of the process.

Indeed Penelas's holier-than-thou attitude is beginning to grate on commissioners. Natacha Millan, for example, repeatedly made references to "the 29th floor" (where the mayor's office is located) during last week's meeting. "The 29th floor continues to promote their image, and they are very effective at it," Millan huffed. "They promote purity.... I have serious problems with that. I have that issue with the 29th floor. Because you know what? We were all born the same way; we all came into office the same way."

Translation: You're a whore just like the rest of us, Mr. Mayor. You can act all sweet and innocent for the TV cameras, but we know better.

Commissioners simply don't understand how Penelas can stand ankle-deep in a pile of manure, and step out of it smelling like a rose as far as the public is concerned.

It must be particularly galling for Millan, who like the mayor is up for re-election next year. Already the pressure of the race is getting to her. She's even more surly and belligerent than usual, a sure sign she is running scared.

During last week's meeting, Millan publicly humiliated G.T. "Tom" Arnold, a long-time member of the Miami-Dade Police Department who is on special assignment at the airport as an assistant director. Among other things, Arnold has been trying to clean up the airport's procurement process -- a process that, as I've noted, has been corrupted by the political machinations of various commissioners.

Earlier this year Arnold, a no-nonsense kind of guy, spoke candidly to me about many of the problems at MIA, including the interference of commissioners. This is what he had to say about Millan: "I have not had any specific incidents with her in the time I've been here. I do know that she carries a lot of weight around the airport, mostly from the fact that she was on that aviation committee. She showed an interest in airport operations, plus there are quite a few people who are connected to her. There are several individuals in the aviation department who were placed here by her, which is another issue. I call them PPs, political placements."

Last week Millan sought her revenge. She already had demanded that Arnold write her a letter of apology; now she was going to make him grovel. She summoned him to the podium during last week's meeting. Once again he apologized and said that his comments were never intended to disparage her. Even though his quote to me indicated that he had no personal knowledge of her actions at the airport, she made him repeat that assertion.

Millan's little spectacle served only to undermine Arnold at a time when commissioners should be trying to promote reform and change within the airport. It was a selfish bit of grandstanding by Millan that may have done wonders for her ego but that ultimately hurts the county she supposedly represents. How sweet it must have been for her, though. Fifteen years ago Arnold was president of the Dade County Mental Health Association and had to fire Millan because of budget cutbacks.

Well, like they say, payback is a bitch, and apparently her name is Millan.

Arnold is useless now at the airport. Whereas he once might have been seen as the type of person who could stand up to the political pressure, he's now just another cowed county employee. Luckily for the public, the county's independent Inspector General will be setting up shop at the airport in the next few weeks. Millan can't touch him.

Following the Arnold debacle, I received a number of calls from airport employees disgusted by Millan's conduct. If she doesn't realize this already, let me make it clear for the good commissioner from Hialeah: She is despised by airport employees. They have no respect for her. They believe she is a hypocrite who loves to brag that she is a champion of women. But the only woman she is really interested in helping is Natacha Millan.

The people I've spoken to hope -- no, actually they pray -- that a year from now she will be driven from office by the voters.

Let us bow our heads.


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