This week's Stories

 

 

Graffiti vs.
Miami Beach

 
   

Having It First
Fire-Fee Debacle Exposed
  As the SunPost reported on January 12, as many as 80,000 property owners were illegally charged a fire-rescue fee by the city of Miami. So why did City Hall approve a settlement with only a half-dozen people and a mysterious group? A recently uncovered memo shows that Miami officials should have known what they were getting into. Hey, anything to save $75 million, right?

 
   

MIAMI BEACH
Kids Today!
  A few of them may have been old enough to vote but a lot of La Rumba’s patrons were not old enough to drink, according to the MBPD

 
   

AVENTURA
Let’s Make a Deal
  A settlement between the City of Excellence and Lincoln Pointe developers is just over the horizon.

 
   

MIAMI
Absentee
  If the ACLU is suing you, should you bother attending a forum it’s hosting? That’s what Miami Police Chief John Timoney asked himself before bowing out of a panel discussion on police-community relations

 
   

MIAMI
Artistic Vision
  Miami 21 won’t be just a master plan on parks and high-rises. To be included: the future of artistic and performance venues

 
   

CORAL GABLES
Lovey Dovey
  Romance does exist in the Gables. To publicize that fact, city officials are out to find the greatest story de amor.

 
   

CORAL GABLES
Gallery Gaga
  How can the Gables promote that they do, in fact, have an art scene to residents and the area at large? The city asks gallery owners for help.

 
   

Staying in Business
  Mark Goldberg gives some advise on how a restaurant can stay alive.

 
   

 

 

 

Wakefield

The Miami Circle of Life
When It Comes to Miami, the More Things Change, the More They Stay the Same

 

It wasn’t too long ago that Johnny Winton contributed funds to Abolish Miami.

 There has been an overall sense that the city administration has asked the public to take a lot on faith: Nothing to see here, we’ve got it all under control.

 

 

 

Fingers are increasingly being pointed at Miami City Manager Joe Arriola. File photo by Erik Bojnansky

By Rebecca Wakefield

Someone asked me the other day what keeps me in Miami, given the fact that the print journalism landscape here is so precarious these days – what with the Miami Herald about to be bought and downsized into further irrelevancy, and the New Times corporate chain busily building its expanding brand (Village Voice et al.) into a sellable asset.

“I don’t know,” I replied. “I guess I feel like as frustrating as Miami often is, it is still one of the best places on the planet for pure theater. There’s energy here, like something’s always about to happen. I wanna be here to watch Miami grow up.”

“Honey,” my lunch companion deadpanned, “I’ve felt like that for 25 years. It’s never going to happen.”

I thought about this while watching the entirely preventable fiasco of the fire fee lawsuit unfold. The subject has captivated even non-news junkies because it has all the elements of a good telenovela (improbable plot lines, lies, betrayal, amnesia). Miami is an angry place and we like it that way. If it’s not something you can get really upset about, who cares?

One reader from Miami sent an e-mail about the column I wrote last week on former NET administrator Ricardo Gonzalez being fired for getting on the wrong side of a commissioner. The reader’s sentiment was echoed by a number of other e-mailers who see in current city management an almost neocolonial arrogance and lack of accountability to the people. “How long [can] these people go on running the city this way?” she wondered. “Is there no recourse? Part of me feels that if given enough rope, they will hang themselves, but at what price to our city, the neighborhoods, the people?”

Steve Hagen, a gadfly’s gadfly when it comes to the lack of adequate parkland in the city, recently helped form a group called Citizens Against Everything Bad. Hagen explains in e-mails that C.A.E.B. formed “because it is rumored that some people at Miami City Hall use C.A.E. or Citizens Against Everything to describe residents who speak out on Miami issues, but only if opinions differ from the leadership.”

Everything Bad, according to Hagen, includes allowing lots of tall buildings to rise in the wrong areas, triggering traffic problems as well as pricing people out of their own neighborhoods. It also includes covering the green space that does exist with large, expensive museums.
I’ve heard plenty of complaints from activists about responsiveness in regard to the city. I have occasionally had my own difficulties extracting timely and complete public information, compared to, say, the county or the city of Miami Beach. On the other hand, I’ve seen some of the requests people make, and they are not always reasonable. Still, there has been an overall sense that the city administration has asked the public to take a lot on faith: Nothing to see here, we’ve got it all under control. That’s cracking up now, as the Joe Arriola meltdown count begins.

There are good reasons why Miamians are not particularly faithful. Look back just a decade to the era of former city manager Cesar Odio. He had questionable educational and business credentials, yet managed to hold on to his position for ten years. During that time, the city went nearly bankrupt with an almost $70 million debt. Bribery and cronyism were not just ignored, but encouraged. Odio went down in the Operation Greenpalm corruption case of 1996, along with Commissioner Miller Dawkins and other officials.

He was followed a bit later by former police chief Donald Warshaw, who seemed like such a sane, professional fellow – until he was found to have stolen money from a kid’s charity called Do The Right Thing. Our mayors during this time had cute nicknames like Mayor Loco and Crazy Joe.

This state of affairs eventually annoyed enough people that even the business crowd got involved. Commissioner Johnny Winton actually began his political career as an activist so pissed off by municipal stupidity that he lent thousands of dollars to Abolish Miami, a 1997 movement to unincorporate the city. In 1999, he was widely viewed as a welcome replacement for J.L. Plummer, an inveterate glad-hander who had held the seat for nearly 30 years.

But Winton’s tough-talking, sometimes foul-mouthed, brand of populism has worn thin in recent years, at least in the view of critics who feel that his real constituency has turned out to be the downtown development interests from which he sprang. Some of that comes from his alignment with Mayor Manny Diaz, who shares a similar vision of Miami’s future. That vision includes a lot of different aspects, but the main thrust seems to be that development will salve the cracks in Miami’s urban landscape.

In some senses, that’s right. We have benefited in the short term from the condo boom, and the redevelopment of old neighborhoods. But a lot of that boom was nothing more than hype. What happens when the market declines, as it is beginning to now? Eventually, even the European and South American speculators will realize they can’t flip any more units. We will be left with a concrete jungle that echoes with empty promises.

The cycle will of course begin again, as it has since the ’20s. The telenovela will run on, as Miami efficiently recycles its players. But we’ve done nothing significant to shrink the social gap between affluence and poverty here. If we don’t tackle that, we will be revisiting some of the more interesting bonfires of the ’80s.

Comments? E-mail wakefield@miamisunpost.com.
 

 

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Editorial
  The Magic City: Its crazy days past, it’s now a humming metropolis shining for all the world to see. At least that’s what the image-makers would have us believe. A growing number of Miami residents aren’t buying it, though.

   
 

Murmurs
  Homeless people continue to die on Miami Beach’s streets as politicos jockey for position in that city’s upcoming 2007 election. Plus: Kubik makes an offer Morningsiders may or may not refuse while an activist group vows to fight on for real affordable housing.

   
 

The 411
  Jon Warech goes boozing in Vegas but makes it out of the casinos and clubs in time to catch the tail end of Robert Redford’s little film fest in Utah and catch sight of a few celebs along the way.

   
 

Wakefield
  Rebecca Wakefield is waiting for Miami to grow up, and waiting and waiting. In the meantime, it makes for some darn good live theater.

   
 

Groundwork
  It isn’t just the $40 million price tag on the old Carl Fisher mansion that left Groundwork columnist Helen Hill breathless. Meanwhile, just when you thought it wasn’t possible South Beach gets even ritzier.

   
 

Theater
  The Producers it’s not. Address Unknown lets the letters, and nationalistic rhetoric, fly between two business partners, one a Jew, in Nazi era Germany.

   
 

Music Reviews
  Baroque rocker Sufjan Stevens (no relation to Cat) writes really long song titles. And more than two decades ago, the Chameleons UK proved post-punk could be a good thing.

   
 

Chow
  A restaurant that’s as concerned about your sensual pleasure and artistic experience as your stomach is not easy to come by. South Beach’s new Art Café masterfully caters to all three.

   
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