Sunday, May 31, 2015
U.S. Rep. Debbie Wasserman Schultz receives Influential Business Woman Award
Saturday, May 30, 2015
Saturday Editorial Page May 30th. By Geniusofdespair
26 PAGE ITINERARY FOR THE MIAMI DADE COUNTY PARIS AIR SHOW TRIP, 21 PEOPLE ARE GOING INCLUDING LOBBYISTS:
We wrote eloquently about Audrey Edmonson's power grab at the County Commission in "We Didn't Elect a Queen" on May 20th.
Unfortunately for us, Michael Lewis of Miami Today wrote even more eloquently on the same subject:
When our commissioners battle parochially, it’s not good guys vs. bad guys. Because each wins office via geographic voting, they face a dysfunctional dilemma about how to serve the public.
Assuming that they’re trying to do their best, commissioners elected from single-member districts face four possible choices:
• Act for my district.
• Act for the people who helped elect me.
• Act for the whole community.
• Act as my brain and conscience dictate.
All of these are valid ways of looking at how to serve, write legislation and vote. But some, to corrupt a line from George Orwell’s “Animal Farm,” are far more valid than others.
Representative government works best when elected officials trust their conscience on what will best serve the whole community. It stumbles when they divvy up the pie so that each district’s share is equal, regardless of whether that is the smartest use of limited resources.
And it works absolutely worst when commissioners not only divvy up the pie by district but then try to erect walls around their districts and take control of whatever goes on inside those walls, telling other commissioners: keep out, this is mine.
That’s when commissioners on the dais talk about being collegial – a code word for keeping out of someone else’s territory and splitting the pot of resources equally rather than intelligently.
When commissioners are at their most parochial, they say they were elected to look out for their district, that that’s what the voters had in mind when they went to the polls – as though commissioners could read minds.
While all this sounds theoretical, it plays out poorly in practice.
As county commissioners last week discussed raising fees to use land beside American Airlines Arena that serves Miami Heat entities, Commissioner Audrey Edmonson, whose district bulges out to encompass the site, said that the plan sponsored by Juan Zapata would impact county property within her district and she should get deference to decide because it’s a local matter, not countywide.
“If this goes through,” she said, “then I think each one of us will now have to worry about each other crossing the lines and coming in and just doing what they want to do in everybody’s district. This is disrespectful.”
Out of respect for district lines or for whatever reason, commissioners did not raise the Miami Heat’s bill.
Friday, May 29, 2015
Florida banks grow Q1 loans at five times the national rate
Conquistador Apartments sold for $30M to Miami investor
BJ’s-anchored plaza in Miami sells for $42M
iPic Theaters nabs $14.5M loan for new Miami-Dade location
What is wrong with the City of Miami? When did citizens start becoming enemies of the state? ... by gimleteye
How did this happen? And is it worse today than it has been in the past?
As a civic activist for over twenty five years, I don't recall any golden era of open government in Florida. From my first dealings with the South Florida Water Management District and state agencies like the Florida Department of Environmental Protection or of Community Affairs, I understood from staff positioning on public information or details on permitting, that in their view the citizen is the enemy.
How this works is on display every time citizens go to County Hall or the City Commission to protest a zoning approval. The developers and their representatives are chummy on the sidelines with regulators while citizens in the audience are on the defensive. Before they even get to the microphone to speak to elected officials on the dais, they are already victims of "due process".
Tragically, as Pettigrew notes, the courts are not much help. The judicial system should provide the fabled check and balance, but -- as Pettigrew also notes -- the expense of keeping up with judicial processes is most times more than ordinary citizens can bear.
At Eye On Miami, we witnessed the relationship between government and citizens take a nose-dive when local freedom of information requests began to be accompanied with outrageously high bills for copying documents. It was as if to say to the inquisitive, "fuck you".
The insider deal for the Marlins Stadium, after the Miami Heat Arena and the Performing Arsht Center, was a watershed event in the suppression of open government in Miami. For the Marlins Stadium, there were so many false pretenses and lies used by the City of Miami and the County, together, that insiders -- especially those with a conscience -- thought to themselves, "if we can invent an economic argument that sounds reasonable, we can get anything done." To leaders of that era, these are credentials not black marks on their personal histories.
In state government, Gov. Rick Scott raised the secrecy bar to unattainable heights. And in the federal arena, the continuous war against terror has been a de facto surrendering of privacy in favor of government secrecy. There is no question that local elected officials are influenced by the atmospherics of secrecy from above.
I don't yearn for a past golden era of open government in Florida, because there was none. What exists today, though, does feel qualitatively different. Some insiders gloat, "Miami has grown up as a major American city". Too bad it has grown into a bully; insulted from criticism and hardened against reform.
Op-Ed
May 28, 2015
City keeps development deals a secret
MIAMI HERALD
BY RICHARD PETTIGREW
rapettig@aol.com
Almost 50 years ago, changes to Florida’s Constitution and laws guaranteed access to public meetings and records, assuring residents the right to know what their government is doing. These reforms were enacted to counter widespread corruption and set a new standard for “sunshine” in state and local government.
Sadly, in today’s city of Miami a small group of officials is aggressively working to keep the public in the dark, employing a cloak of secrecy to advance controversial deals.
Thursday, May 28, 2015
Attorney discipline: 6 punished in South Florida
First Watch acquires Colorado-based breakfast chain
2015 French Open: Why Nadal Won’t Win
On the MTL blog yesterday, Dave Adams offered 7 tips on how to play the clay. Today, we’ll look at how the clay court suites some of the top players, and how that might impact who’s left at the end.
We learned yesterday that clay makes everything sllllooowwwweerrrr!!
Because the ball slows down, players who move well are able to retrieve more balls and make opponents hit more attacking shots to finish a point. These attacking shots are risky, so hitting more of them means a higher chance of making an error.
Advantage: The clay favors players who are fast and make few errors, as well as those who are very fit and stick to a low-risk strategy. Also, confidence is crucial.
Disadvantage: The clay hurts offensive players who rely on a weapon like a dominant serve or forehand.
So, how does this impact the top players in the men’s draw?
Rafael Nadal – Nadal is far and away the best clay-court tennis player in the history of the game. The undisputed king of clay has won the French Open the past 5 years straight, and an astonishing 9 out of 10 times. Nadal’s game and his steadfast determination and confidence are not surprisingly perfect on the clay. This year, though, he won’t win. That confidence is shaken, his results are suffering recently, and his opponents are too good.
Andy Murray – Murray is on a clay-court roll. He has a couple of huge titles on clay leading into the French, and is playing the best clay-court tennis of his career. He moves well and can play a variety of shots from anywhere on the courts, resulting in some creative defense. With his confidence on the clay at an all time high, he is definitely a contender.
Novak Djokovic – While it would be somewhat crazy to pick against Novak in anything lately, if you want to bet against him, on clay is the surface to do it. He has yet to win a French Open title in his career. He, like Murray, moves with the best in the world and plays dynamic defense on the dirt.
Roger Federer – With Nadal struggling and Novak vulnerable, maybe it leaves the door open for one more run from Roger?! Or, maybe that is wishful thinking from a life-long fan. Either way, fingers are crossed that Roger’s graceful footwork and artistic shot-making can claim the championship crown.
Other – It might be strange to call Kei Nishikori a surprise pick while ranked 5 in the world, but at 23 years old and having never won a major, he is definitely a long shot. With that said, he’s playing the best tennis of his life, and, if his body can hold up, is just cracking the surface of his potential. Look for a serious run from Kei.
No matter who’s there at the end, the French Open is two weeks of tennis at its best – full of thoughtful strategy and graceful athleticism. Enjoy some of the best players in the history of the game as they write its next chapter.
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Wednesday, May 27, 2015
IPV 4 Box Mod
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IPV 4 Box Mod Reviews And Specs
The IPV4 Box mod have arrived, Tuesday 5/26/15. All orders will be shipped out within 24 hours.
The Pioneer4You IPV4 mod is the newest regulated box mod from Green Leaf. We are receiving a large shipment of black mods on 05/26/15. This is NOT a pre-order. This IPV4 mod is the edition, with black frame and black battery cover. Limit two per customer.
The IPV4 mod comes with a mini USB cable. This cable is used for future firmware updated. A 9V AC adapter can be purchased separately. A universal 9V charger can be used with the device.
04/28/15 UPDATE: According to P4U, The instruction manual has an error. The charging cord does not come included. The mod only comes with a firmware update cable (mini USB). The charging cord for the IPV4 can be purchased at any electronics outlet. It uses a universal 9V charger.The iPV4 box mod is the newest innovation to released by Pioneer4you. With the iPV3 being powered at an incredible 150 watts, they’ve have upgraded all the features that consumers have been asking for and were lacking in previous versions. The iPV4 100w box mod now utilizes the new Yihi SX330-V4S chip, giving you complete temperature control and preventing dry hits. It features a fully magnetic back cover so that no screws will be necessary, making it much easier to switch out the batteries. Additionally, this device has a mini USB port for future updates to higher wattages and a spring loaded 510 atty.
This unit takes dual 1850 batteries and has an adjustable wattage from 5w up to 100w while being able to fire atomizers at as low as .10 ohms. The iPV4 100 watt box mod is now one of the smallest dual 18650 mod vapes to be introduced and has a fantastic design.
Pioneer4You makes a popular series of variable watt mods called the IPV.
These include the Mini and Mini 2 (30W and 70W mods) but also a next-level device for competitive cloud chasers: the 100W.
If you are considering purchasing a device of this kind, read the following article.
Pioneer4You might have just the thing.
Generally speaking, Pioneer4You gets great reviews from customers and judging by how quickly their units sell, new customers should feel safe entrusting their money with products like the IPV as long as they are genuine.
Like the IPV Mini, an IPV 4 100W takes a shape somewhere between a tube and a box. Available in silver, you won’t really be looking at the color as much as the utilitarian features of Pioneer4You’s design. A panel of ridges enhances your grip on this affordable but highly capable machine.A 30W mod provides plenty of power for the majority of advanced e cig users vaping even gourmet liquid. Most vapers would not even want to touch something that powerful, so the 70W must seem like a tool for extreme vaping in the eyes of many consumers who love electronic cigarettes. But if you get into the hobby of vaping, you start to see the relationship between watts and resistance in a new light and a fascination can take hold.
Instead of vaping as an alternative to smoking tobacco, the consumer vapes as a new hobby which revolves around finding the perfect watt-resistance combination with the best juices to create slight increases in vapor production and warmth.
Little differences between flavors, brands of e liquid flavors, and propylene glycol/vegetable glycerin ratios show up on a discerning palate the way tiny variations in flavor are apparent to devotees of chocolate, wine, or coffee.
An entire e liquid field is devoted to producing e juice for sub-ohm vaping. Now a 100W is not just a toy but an essential tool in a pleasurable experiment.
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Arthur E. Teele and Big Sugar: a true story ... by gimleteye
At the time, Art Teele was chair of the Miami-Dade County Commission. He died in 2005, too. A decade ago. A decade after this photo was taken. Twenty years after this photograph more or less, Arthur E. Teele blew his brains out in the lobby of One Herald Square, the home of the Miami Herald that also doesn't exist. He did it for a reason: he believed he was being hounded out of existence by enemies including the powerful Herald.
In the photograph, Art Teele is caught looking off to the side. Bill Lehman is looking down. That happens, especially when photos are staged and there's a lot going on around you. The moment the camera clicks you are inattentive. But as I look at the photo today, I recall Art Teele often looked that way when you were talking with him. Looking somewhere else. Restless.
Art had a powerful mind directed to politics. During an era when very few African American Republicans rose to the top -- Teele had been a Assistant Secretary of Transportation under Reagan -- he stood out. When the photo was taken and Teele was running for mayor, I was his link to a constituency Art believed key: the Anglo vote in Miami-Dade, Florida's most politically influential county. It was Art's belief that a strong African American turnout at the polls, connected with Anglo voters, could overcome the Cuban American bloc vote.
Local elections are non-partisan. Still, Art -- a moderate Republican (extinct, too) -- ran a single television ad during the 1996 campaign against Alex Penelas: it was a spot featuring Teele's endorsement by Sierra Club for his willingness to be a friend of the Everglades.
At the time, I was the chair of the local chapter of the Club. During the 1996 campaign I worked many months, weeks and hours at phone banks staffed by unpaid Sierra Club volunteers -- making at least 30,000 phone calls in the course of the campaign, day after day, night after night for Art Teele.
I had come to Art's attention a few years earlier as the most vocal opponent of Miami-Dade insiders who were attempting to lift the Homestead Air Force Base out of the hands of the U.S. military and into their own pockets, through a no-bid 99 year lease the county commission willingly approved. The HABDI pot was on high boil, consuming millions of dollars of county resources and all the political oxygen in county hall. Art came to my attention when he took to time to educate me on the history of HABDI, Inc., loosely organized around the then-board of directors of the Latin Builders Association. Miguel DeGrandy, of Greenberg Traurig at the time, was the HABDI point man. The HABDI organizer, Ramon Rasco who later founded the insider financial institution of Miami-Dade County: US Century Bank. (Among others, of course, Marco Rubio's mortgage was with US Century.)
During the 1996 campaign against Penelas -- supported heavily by the LBA -- I spoke frequently with Art. He answered my calls. We met in his office or apartment where he also took the time to explain, in detail, Miami-Dade precinct politics. Until, suddenly, about a month before the fall election Art Teele disappeared from view.
My phone calls weren't returned. He didn't show up in the campaign office, or, only rarely and in a black mood. His campaign manager had vanished, too. As to the gloom at his headquarters in the old Everglades Hotel on Biscayne, I didn't share any of that with the Sierra Club volunteers pouring their hours and energy to get Teele elected.
At around seven PM on Election Eve, I was hanging around the empty campaign office when my cell phone rang. Art was terse. "I'm sure you have some questions for me." He could be formal, like that, or profane. "Come up." At the time, Teele had an apartment in the hotel. My heart was pounding as I waited for the elevator. I was angry. Furious. Ready to unburden all the frustration of the past month.
My anxiety wasn't just about the mayor's election. A presidential election was in process, and all the issues that Florida environmentalists held to be important were in play. President Bill Clinton had been in Miami frequently, raising cash as fast as he could from the powerful insiders who were intent to steamroller Teele. Environmentalists, lead by Paul Tudor Jones and the Save Our Everglades Committee, had placed three constitutional amendments on the November ballot, calling for Big Sugar to pay a tax to clean up its pollution of the Everglades. Big Sugar had organized African American churches, enlisting Rev. Jesse Jackson, to oppose the environmental initiative; calling it punitive on black people.
The threadbare hotel suite was dimly lit. Art motioned me to sit across from him. Two comfortably upholstered chairs bracketing an empty coffee table. He didn't wait. No pleasantries. Jumped right in, his eyes locked on mine, not moving to catch what was in the background or off to the side. So, you haven't seen me much lately. I replied along the lines, what the hell, Art.
So three weeks ago I lost my campaign manager, he said.
It wasn't a question. He waited for me to respond. Art was good at that. He didn't have to talk all the time the way some politicians do. He could be perfectly still and silent, and while you calculated your response you had the feeling he was already steps ahead.
Art's campaign manager had been a young man named Julio Rebull, Jr. He was from a well-regarded Cuban American family, politically connected, and one of the very few Cuban Americans in Art's corner. Suddenly, a month before the campaign, Julio was gone. Nowhere to be seen. Never returned a phone call. Not a word. Art was left to manage his own campaign. Literally.
"After we ran that Sierra Club ad, Julio got a phone call from the Fanjuls," Art told me. The Fanjuls being Florida Crystals, the dominant political players in Florida, Florida's own Koch Brothers. The Sierra Club ad that the Teele campaign was upbeat, positive with not a single hint of controversy. It was about the magnificent treasure -- the Everglades -- that Art Teele valued.
"They told him, because of that TV spot he had to drop out of the campaign or he would never work in Miami again."
There was a flood in the silence that ran between us at that moment. In an instant he said, I am going downstairs to give my concession speech and I want you to stand right beside me.
He rose wearily, put on his suit jacket, straightened his tie and lead me out of the room and to the elevator. We didn't exchange another word. The elevator doors opened, I trailed behind him across the lobby floor to a reception area filled with people, television cameras, lights. He walked through the crowd like he owned it. I couldn't keep up and never made it all the way to the stage, blocked by the heaving supporters, well-wishers, nay-sayers, but no lobbyists.
Once up on the stage, he was flanked by friends and family. He looked out impatiently, shading his eyes. He was searching for me and he found me. With his hand he summoned me. I slid my way through and clambered up on the stage, looking for a place to stand. Art reached out and pulled me to his right side. If you care to find the television footage, you will see him pulling me next to him as though we were the only two people in the frame. Then, he gave his concession to the cameras and to the crowd.
It was an intimate moment because what we shared -- the awareness of powerful, dark forces presiding over our democracy -- we couldn't talk about, or, we could talk about but the press wouldn't report it.
I never really knew Art Teele after that moment. I never returned to the Everglades Hotel, filled as it was with darkness. After his loss, Art Teele tried to reclaim his power base in the city of Miami. As a city commissioner, it didn't go well. It was a decade of struggle for Art I gleaned from press reports -- soberly pursuing the lurid and sensational.
I like the photo. I just rediscovered it yesterday. To Art's detractors, I have always had a simple response: sometimes, the paranoid aren't crazy. Sometimes evidence is on their side.