Severe depression and the Calder Race Course go hand in hand. If you've just finalized your divorce or gotten fired from the United States Postal Service, we recommend you take a trip to Miami Gardens and visit the dilapidated, smoke-filled stuck-in-the-70s environs where a solid majority of the resident addicts will certainly agree with you that life is shit. It's like a giant bus stop, but filled with sad, slow horses and the diminutive men that mount them.That said, we agree with the aforemen
via Wikimedia CommonsWelcome to Miami, folks. Don't mind the horseshit.The City of Miami is so desperate for revenue right now that nothing should really surprise us here in Riptide's heavily fortified underground command bunker.Cockfighting at Miami-Dade Public Libraries? Yawn. Legalized brothels beneath County Hall? Eh, whatevs. Drunken Russian Roulette tourneys at Manny Diaz's place? Sure, we'll believe it.But The Onion-esque absurdity of this morning's Miami Herald report on efforts to add c
