Feb 14-20, 2001

Feb 14-20, 2001 / Vol. 17 / No. 7

A money laundering scheme

A December Newsweek story reported that some female entrepreneurs can’t change their underwear fast enough to fill all their customers’ orders (at $10 to $30 per pair, used, a price presumably kept down by supply and demand, in that there were at least 400 such sellers on the eBay website before restrictions were placed). For…

Under cross examination

There aren’t any rides at the Holy Land Experience theme park. No parting-the-Dead-Sea log flume, no walk-on-water park, no Revelations Roller Coaster. The restaurant does not have communion wafer nachos, and Jesus is not walking around shaking hands and curing carpal tunnel. Let’s just clear that up right now. I’m a big believer in the…

Up, up and away

This time last year, all you were hearing about Disney’s California Adventure was complaints. How Mouse House management had cut so many corners that the only thing the Imagineers could afford was off-the-shelf carny rides and recycled shows from Walt Disney World. Well, California Adventure finally opened last week, and after getting a chance to…

Practice what they preach

I used to think that speaking out against injustice — and combating institutionalized insanity, incompetence and hypocrisy — was worth the effort. But I’m beginning to realize it’s a pointless waste of energy. Rolling the rock uphill only goes against the zeitgeist — and it doesn’t help pay the rent, either. So, I’m tossing aside…

Turn over your kitchen to a pro

The rich are different. Aside from having more money than you and me, they get people to cook for them. Well, it’s time to even the score, because now we ordinary folks have … Chef Andy! Chef Andy Smith, who’s cooked at the James Beard House in New York and worked for Michael Jordan, runs…

The man can’t bust our busts

As I prepared this week’s column, Orange County had yet to decide the fate of its proposed, utterly ridiculous “anti-dance hall” ordinance. The threat of legislation hung in the air, and I was feeling a little antsy about the trajectory of Central Florida culture. So I called Victor Perez. The cheerful event promoter, I knew,…

A sketch of how the son also rises

When musician Jeff Buckley drowned in a Mississippi River tributary in 1997 at the age of 30, rock & roll lost a glowing ember. Three years had passed since Buckley released his debut CD, Grace, a lush piece of regret and high romanticism. U2’s Bono, who admits that his own version of Leonard Cohen’s song…

Past and present

The hibernation days (both of them) have come and gone, and Orlando is once again set to embrace its premature spring complex with all sorts of excuses to forget last year — and history in general — in the hopes of crafting a new “new.” Nowhere is this more apparent than on the fringe of…

Easy marks

Hookers. Drug abusers. Juvenile delinquents. The image of tattoo wearers by those claiming to have downtown Orlando’s best interests at heart come from the dark corners of minds dusty with cobwebs. Their grasp at reality far exceeds the reach of their fingertips. Tattoos today are more visible than designer labels, worn as nonchalantly as pierced…

An age-old problem

Five years ago, Sybil Grant made a life-changing decision. Tired of New York’s bitter winters, the then 59-year-old single mom and her four adopted children departed Queens for Central Florida, where she settled into a middle-class south Orlando subdivision. Between her divorce settlement and the subsidy she received from the state of New York for…

Dancing with ourselves

Orange County’s assault on Central Florida nightlife brought out the public for a boisterous Feb. 13 hearing, but by that time the terms already had changed. The main topic was Chairman Rich Crotty’s “dance hall” moratorium. As expected, hoards of young ravers flocked to the afternoon County Commission meeting — some bussed in by a…


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