Where’s Alex? In the midst of the closest presidential election in U.S. history, at a time when the eyes of the world are riveted on South Florida, our sexy little mayor is nowhere to be found. And I’m concerned. I fear that Alex Penelas may be thinking about ending it…
What happens when subcultures come of age? The answer would look a lot like the roomful of 75 social workers, therapists, teachers, activists, and self-professed “party people” who sat in a circle in a meeting room at downtown Miami’s Wyndham Hotel last month. An intense high school girl in baggy…
A camouflage-clad National Guardmember pokes his head into Kulchur’s car window. “Are you here for the special event?” he asks gruffly. I’m here for the drug-free rave apparently is the correct password. The guardsman motions to drive on to a parking spot past his hulking military truck outside Coconut Grove’s…
Watch Where You’re Going!It’s not enough that you’re obnoxious; you’re also a lousy driver: I am writing in response to Victor Cruz’s article “Loud, Proud, and Out of Work” (November 2), about Ezell Robinson being fired by the Metro-Dade Transit Agency. You probably don’t remember me, Mr. Robinson, but I…
Wrapped tightly inside a black gown with eye-grabbing side slits and a strategically cut gap across her straining bosom, Keri Windsor doesn’t look like your typical e-commerce analyst. Indeed her ownership of a stripper agency, and her starring roles in X-rated films such as Low Down Dirty Dames, I Touch…
I Was a Grand JurorAnd she was the hardest-working woman in law enforcement: I read with interest Tristram Korten’s story about State Attorney Katherine Fernandez Rundle (“Friendly Fire,” October 26). I served on the grand jury with her and let me tell you, she is tough, fair-minded, and one of…
You know I — thug ’em, fuck ’em, love ’em, leave ’em/’Cause I don’t fuckin’ need ’em…./I’m a pimp in every sense of the word, bitch. — Jay-Z, “Big Pimpin’” “Big Pimpin’?” snorts Lee Williams with a mixture of derision and incredulity at the mention of Jay-Z’s signature tune, whose…
McIntire: What Was the Purpose?If it was to inflict pain on widow and daughter, you succeeded: I am a retired college professor living in Colorado. I was a colleague of the widow of Alex McIntire, the subject of David Villano’s article “Admired in Life, Reviled in Death” (October 19). I…
Generally I’m no fan of lawyers. And as a rule I’d say we live in society that is far too litigious. But show me a lawsuit in which one lawyer is suing another lawyer, in which both lawyers are high-profile county hall lobbyists, and damn it, that’s a cause of…
Off with Its Heads!Miami corruption gives new meaning to the phrase Herculean effort: Thanks to Tristram Korten’s dogged efforts, a spotlight has remained on the corruption that exists within the bail-bonds industry (“Justice, Bloody Justice,” October 5). Hopefully the State Attorney’s Office will be taking action on the information it…
For Scott Souther it’s been a long day in the office. As a booking agent with the Boston-area International Music Network, Souther is responsible for setting up the North American tours for Cuba’s most in-demand artists: the family of musicians known as the Buena Vista Social Club. He’s also just…
Miami, the City That Eats Its YoungThat’s what Wasserman gets for mouthing off: After reading Tristram Korten’s interview with Daily Business Review editor in chief Ed Wasserman (“The Last Iconoclast,” September 28), I must ask why is it that South Florida regularly seems to ship out its best and brightest?…
Arriving in Miami with his family as an eighteen-year-old punk rocker, Brook Dorsch fondly recalls the state of South Beach in the Eighties. “The Beach was my stomping ground,” he says. “The Dead Kennedys at the Cameo, Jane’s Addiction at Woody’s, Rat Bastard’s shows, Charlie Pickett, F. I can still…
School Board Welcomes Ethically Challenged District reaches out to those in need: It is extremely discouraging, though hardly surprising, that Demetrio J. Perez stands a good chance of being elected to the Miami-Dade County School Board in the run-off election this November, as Robert Andrew Powell reported in “Like Father,…
In the interest of full disclosure, I should acknowledge I didn’t care for the Cub Scouts. My den mother was the wife of my Little League baseball coach, and while she was probably a good woman, at the time I thought she was a thief who was squirreling away my…
“I knew he had something to do with my motherfuckin’ cousin gettin’ killed!” X-Con snarls into his cell phone. “I’m gonna get the motherfucker!” His back turned to Kulchur, X-Con drops the phone to his side and gazes out ominously at Biscayne Bay from behind 79th Street’s Crab House restaurant…
Welcome to Miami, Where Homophobia Is a Matter of PolicyThey doth protest too much, sayeth Jorge: After reading Lissette Corsa’s articles about the code-enforcement board’s harassment of Lambda Passages bookstore, I am convinced that the era of witch-hunts is not over in our backward city (“Instantly Illegal,” September 14 and…
Every Sunday for the past ten years, Art Buonamia and his wife, Marisa, drove from their home in Kendall to attend Mass at the Shrine of Saint Philomena Church in Little Havana. “They still do the Mass in Latin,” explains Buonamia, an Italian from New York who moved to Miami…
“Finally, after so many years, I’m making the kind of money and receiving the kind of accolades I deserve,” reports Detroit’s seminal techno DJ Derrick May. That should please him, right? So why isn’t he smiling? From this present vantage point — reclining with a glass of wine in a…
Not the Times and not Vanity Fair, Perhaps But not bad for a throwaway rag: Wow! All I can say is thank you to Celeste Fraser Delgado for her incredible article about Manolín (“The Salsa Doctor Is Out,” September 14). It was fantastically researched and written, very much of the…
Living Proof That No One Is PrefectFlawed free weekly fesses up: As a dedicated reader of New Times since the late Eighties, I enjoy your paper each week, especially given the deplorable condition of “professional” dailies in Miami. So what the heck happened with the September 7 cover? The subhead…
The Buena Vista Social Club’s wrinkled musical veterans may still be basking in critical hosannas and standing ovations as they continue their tours of the United States, Europe, and Japan, but back in Havana the cultural czars are turning downright bitchy. Two weeks ago Granma, the official newspaper of the…
