Will Wonders Journalistically Ever Cease?

Last night was one of political fund-raisers, fortunately not more than a block from La Casa. Matti Bower's was a great success at the Van Dyke and another for another openly-gay man running for commissioner at Halo. Along with Mr. Astor, I just wanted a simple night of knowing nods and hand shakes; it was not more than that, although Drama always just below the surface of any event.

No matter. I'm about to go to another fund-raiser for Matti at Twist. The poor woman has been battered by her opponant, Simon Cruz; he has raised $400,000 to her paltry $50,000. He has every lobby in his pocket: the Jews, the Cubans, the developers (he's the president of a bank that finances "developement"). He's the type of guy who would kiss your baby and make you regret it; it's hard to wash away an oil slick.

I liked Matti from the start because she was honest, questioning, and lived right here amongst us. No one know's what any politician will end up as, but she sparked interest from the beginning of a long, up-hill battle. No money, little staff (her daughter), and less organization; still, she had what I said was possible: the ability to get the gay and woman vote; that would clinch it.

To everyone's shock, The Miami Herald came out yesterday for Matti Bower as Mayor. To buck the established forces is not like that paper; "She sensibly balances quality-of-life concerns with a strong interest in core issues such as tourism and economic development" it wrote.

Wow; for a paper I've long criticized, I take off my hat. And, Matti: Ten Days To Go, Girl.