Letters from the Issue of January 3, 2002

Editor’s note: Last week’s letters section comprised a sampling of unpublished correspondence saved from the past year. Included was a letter from Miami resident Maria Gonzalez, which first appeared April 12, 2001. It was supposed to be followed by several replies it elicited. Owing to an editing error those replies…

Hangover Records

Techno Beat Aphex Twin: Drukqs (Warp/Sire). Richard James is one strange fellow. The British producer does his damnedest to scare away potential listeners, but he still manages to command a sizable audience that hangs on every menacing metallic synthetic fragment, scattershot break beat, placid soundscape, and irreverent vocal he can…

Letters from the Issue of December 27, 2001

Editor’s note: We greatly appreciate receiving letters from our readers, and we try to publish as many as possible. Predictably, though, some of them fall victim to space limitations or time constraints. In this final issue of the year we will try to make amends. Following is a sampling of…

New York’s Shout! DJs Come Back Home

Reports of the death of rock and roll have been greatly exaggerated. Far from vanquished by electronica’s black box, the spirit of the Delta stomp has risen again, stirring the unquiet soul of Motown, rattling the bones of Detroit garage, and resurrecting legions of Lou Reed’s undead. The glow sticks…

A Public Servant Goes Public

In the spring of this year, Deborah Curtin resigned as director of Team Metro, a county department she helped create in the aftermath of Hurricane Andrew. At the time of her resignation, Curtin was battling cancer and most people assumed she’d resigned solely for medical reasons. “The official spin by…

The Foolproof 9/11 Antidote

Brian Andrews has been up for sixteen hours now. Rising at 3:00 a.m., the reporter for WSVN-TV (Channel 7) substitute-anchored the station’s morning news show from 5:00 to 9:00 a.m. Then he hit the streets to cut live on-air spots as the John Acosta story broke: a grand juror indicted…

Letters from the Issue of December 20, 2001

Eduardo Padron: Call Him EmperorAnd call those around him academic boot-lickers: Gaspar González’s article about Eduardo Padron’s reign as president of Miami-Dade Community College (“Fear and Loathing in la Escuela,” December 6) highlights how the time-honored goals of the educational process — namely, the ceaseless, enthusiastic quest for and transmission…

It’s a Wonderful Decision

As the final vote was announced, Katy Sorenson let loose an emphatic “Yes!” For seven years the county commissioner for South Miami-Dade had been fighting plans to build a commercial airport on the site of the former Homestead Air Force Base. For many of those years, Sorenson was the lone…

Satellite Juice

What a difference a war makes. Back in 1995 CNN devoted no fewer than 388 breathless hours to the daily murder-trial proceedings of OJ Simpson. On Tuesday, December 4, however, as news broke of Simpson’s alleged connection to an accused member of an Ecstasy smuggling/money-laundering/satellite-television piracy ring (talk about a…

Letters from the Issue of December 13, 2001

Eduardo Padron: Sometimes the Truth Ain’t PrettyAfter fifteen years at MDCC, I should know: As a full-time faculty member for fifteen years at the North Campus of Miami-Dade Community College, I can say that Gaspar González’s story about MDCC president Eduardo Padron (“Fear and Loathing in la Escuela,” December 6)…

Sour Romance

Angel Mora and Luis Miguel are natural enemies: paparazzo and pop star. Spurred by a star system that makes Miguel’s tiniest dalliance NEWS, Mora hunts the Mexican balladeer with all the big-game intensity of the Green Hills of Africa. The Miami-based photographer once spent hours hidden outside a hotel in…

Enjoy Your Symptom!

I have a confession to make. I love the song “Chi Chi Man” by Jamaican quartet TOK. I know, I know, even with my barely speaky-spokey patois I can understand that the chorus “Blaze di fire mek we bun dem!!!!” is not a SAVE Dade slogan. And yet I love…

Where Have All the Models Gone?

Ray Lata is about to wax nostalgic. The director of Wilhelmina Models’ Miami office leans back in his chair and casts his gaze out the window of his Lincoln Road office. “When Miami was at its worst, the fashion industry was at its best,” Lata opines of the turn-of-the-decade period…

Letters from the Issue of December 6, 2001

Club Space from the Outside Looking InIt was nasty and unjustified, but at least we weren’t beaten by brutes with badges: Let me congratulate Rebecca Wakefield on her excellent article “Thump, Thump, Thump: No, That’s Not the DJ You’ve Been Hearing Outside Club Space” (November 29). It was a great…

Runways Are Forever

The collective mood inside the Level nightclub for November 17’s Ford Models’ Supermodel of the World competition was less exultant than simply relieved. After all, for the past two months the very existence of the modeling industry has been called into question. In the immediate aftermath of the September 11…

The $400 Million Santa

Last week Mayor Alex Penelas gave his favorite county manager a hearty pat on the back. “This is a good, tangible example of what I’ve been saying for a long time — that the manager’s doing a good job,” Penelas told the Herald. “I don’t think Steve is getting the…

Letters from the Issue of November 29, 2001

Praise for the PutridThat stench you detect comes from our very own political cesspool: I wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed and appreciated Jacob Bernstein’s article about Tomas Mestre (“Greed Stinks,” November 15). The depth, the effort, and the journalistic excellence were quite apparent. It is refreshing…

Through the Looking Glass

Forget about digesting turkey and stuffing. I’m still churning over the pre-Thanksgiving festivities from the week before. I know I previewed a lot of this stuff two columns ago, but I had no way of knowing what would actually happen. Pop psychology has it that if you never process the…

Letters from the Issue of November 22, 2001

Message to Merrett: Get a Life!I was there and I can tell you he was spoiling for a fight: I work at the county’s Emergency Operations Center (EOC) during activations and was there during the Hurricane Michelle activation described by Jim DeFede (“Bunker Mentality,” November 15). Miami-Dade County residents are…

Viva Colombia!

Blame Ayden. Even after three hot teenage girls plied him with food and gas money, the nineteen-year-old MDCC student took his time driving from the school’s Kendall campus to Spec’s records in Miami Beach. Now Bettsy, Linda, and Sandra are stuck on the wrong side of Ocean Drive at the…

Bunker Mentality

By its very nature, the county’s Emergency Operations Center is a tense place. Activated in times of crisis, the EOC becomes the nerve center of local government, the fulcrum of decision-making for the state’s most populous county. And so as Hurricane Michelle moved north toward Cuba and possibly South Florida,…

Hip-Hop Gets Mellow

The cobblestones of the Shops at Sunset Place are a world away from Mr. Cheeks’ old haunts in South Jamaica, Queens. Indeed as the 29-year-old rapper leads Kulchur inside the mall’s sprawling GameWorks arcade, there’s little to distinguish the expat New Yorker from any of the other figures playing video…