A few months ago, the New York Times published a massive graphic depicting the overlapping circles of advisers, minions, apparatchiks, confidants, gofers, supernumeraries, pals, cronies, gray eminences, fundraisers, public relations flacks, consultants and enablers who have signed up in the fawning service of Hillary Clinton's presumptive 2016 presidential campaign.
The schematic was the equivalent of a political Rube Goldberg machine. And, as it turned out, about as effective, too....
It might be a good idea for the dedicated public servants presiding over the People's Republic of Pinellas Park to take note that after a pre-meeting prayer that wasn't really a prayer delivered by an unabashed atheist before the governing body of Largovania, not a single resident, or elected official, was turned into a pillar of salt.
It was billed as a "historic" moment a few days ago when Joe Reinhardt, an avowed atheist, stepped to the lectern before the Largo City Commission to offer some words of guidance and inspiration before the pols started ruminating about zoning issues, code enforcement matters, budget questions and all the other mundane, eye-glazing topics undertaken by municipal governments everywhere. ...
Smart as these folks are, you don't need to be highfalutin political science scholars like Filipe Campante and Quoc-Anh Do to expect that the more isolated a state capital is from the public, the greater likelihood its public officials will be more ethically compromised than a reunion of James Bond villains.
That's why, translated from the Seminole tongue, Tallahassee means: "You have the right to remain silent."...
Here's a tidbit about Florida first lady Ann Scott you might not know. She has a glare that could reduce Vladimir Putin to a whimpering puppy.
Mrs. Scott was in Tampa last week to make a campaign stop at the Center For Women, a fine organization that does very good work providing a wide range of programs in assisting women with job counseling as well as substance and domestic abuse issues....
Sometimes our heroes come from the most unlikely sources.
Until March 30, 1981, James Brady was more well known as the rumpled, balding, paunchy, funny, avuncular, self-effacing press secretary to President Ronald Reagan.
But over the course of two seconds — the time it took for John Hinckley to fire six rounds intended for the president from a cheap, $29 .22-caliber pistol purchased from a pawnshop — Brady became a genuine American hero and one of the early founding fathers of the nation's gun control movement....
From all the Old Yeller mouth-foaming in the U.S. House of Representatives one might have concluded the nation was being led by a fiendish Ernst Stavro Blofeld stroking his cat while plotting to turn the land over to al-Qaida, the Medellin cartel and the most evil criminal enterprise of them all (cue The Internationale) — the United Nations.
In a debate that was a mix of a Jimmy Swaggart revival and a John Birch Society rally, with a healthy dose of scripted tea party talking points, the House voted along party lines to sue President Barack Obama because … well, just because....
This could have been very messy. Since the famed King Ranch in Texas is known as a très chichi hunting preserve, it's a wonder the freeloading Florida politicians schlepping through the woods weren't mistaken for fat, juicy wild hogs as they tore up the landscape in the search for six-figure campaign truffles.
How do you tell the difference between a political pig at the trough and a wild boar? The Tallahassee swine species requires a lobbyist leash....
When you are taking a dead woman into a foreign country, you might expect a certain amount of scrutiny at the border. But then again, this was Greece, where a tourist is a tourist regardless of the pulse rate. And so we breezed through customs at the Thessaloniki airport with less curiosity over the contents of our luggage than if it contained a bootlegged copy of Yanni's greatest hits.
We had come to this northern port city to fulfill a promise made by the Bombshell of the Balkans to her late aunt, who died at 100 some months ago, to spread her cremated ashes over Mount Olympus, which Hellenic mythology holds is the home of the Greek gods. Now it is also Aunt Mary's final resting place....
You would probably be forgiven if you mistook the race for governor for something akin to an Our Gang comedy, with a couple of little boys fussing and fuming in a competition to paint the other as more ethically compromised than the cast of Reservoir Dogs.
For my selfish scribbling interests, one can only hope.
Still, the 2014 gubernatorial campaign has been somewhat of a disappointment when it comes to salacious scandal, nefarious wrongdoing and Shakespeare-quality duplicity. Considering the money involved, Republican Gov. Rick Scott and his likely Democratic challenger, former Gov. Charlie Crist, should be capable of committing a better quality of sin to outrage the other side....
We turn now to that noted constitutional scholar, former Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin, who evidently can see The Federalist Papers from her back porch.
Over the past few days Palin has made the rounds of the right-wing media geek show circuit to argue President Barack Obama ought to be impeached because … well, just because. There ought to be enough fundraising red meat here to keep Momma Dizzy's SarahPAC in aluminum foil for the foreseeable future....
Can we once and for all put this lazy journalistic contrivance to rest? Please?
It has become something of reporting template in attempting to define Cleveland to remind everyone that the Cuyahoga River running through the city once caught fire largely because there were more combustible pollutants in the water than there was, well, actual water.
Reporters also love to point out then Mayor Ralph Perk accidentally set his own hair on fire during a public appearance. ...
It was that noted postmodernist philosopher George Burns who once observed: "Happiness? A good cigar, a good meal, a good cigar and a good woman — or a bad woman; it depends on how much happiness you can handle."
These days, at least, there is precious little joy, or happiness, in Cigar City, as those namby-pambies at the U.S. Food and Drug Administration ponder implementing rules that could well doom what's left of the very industry most closely associated with Tampa, if you don't count the floozie cartel. In its heyday, Tampa was home to 150 companies rolling out some of the world's finest guilty pleasures....
Ah, there is nothing quite like taking in the many charms of nature while on a refreshing and exhilarating bike ride — the birds, the wildlife, the glorious bloom of Florida flora, the blue skies embracing the beauty of our beloved community.
And let us not forget the occasional mugging, just to make sure the consumers of the Pinellas Trail get the full measure of the urban zeitgeist....
Sure, at first blush it might appear that Rick Scott is the all-powerful grand and glorious governor of Florida. But as it turns out, the Caesar of Tallahassee is little more than the Wizard of Facade.
The real power behind the throne, the chap who seems to be in control of things, is the governor's unelected fixer, chief of staff Adam Hollingsworth, who makes Machiavelli look like the palace court jester....
Furious with President Barack Obama's declaration that he will rely on executive orders to advance his policies because the Maynard G. Krebs Congress refuses to show up on the job, the House of Representatives has lashed back by announcing it plans to do even less work on those rare occasions when the body isn't otherwise engaged in recesses, vacations and traveling on freeloading political junkets....