Enough On Acton

Enough already on Emmy Acton, the otherwise respected and competent — but now beleaguered — Hillsborough County Attorney.

Sure, she gave noblesse oblige a really bad name with her hand-me-downs syndrome. And then there was the toilet-cleaning support staff not invited to stick around for the Acton house party they had just tidied up for. And then there’s that wafer-thin line between sick days and vacation days. And a personality that doesn’t suffer fools — or underlings — especially well.

But this now is well beyond overkill. Anyone who looks like Dan Ruth in drag deserves to be let alone.

Capitol Punishment From Tallahassee

For all those appalled that the University of South Florida and the Hillsborough school district will be taking a serious budget hit in the coming school year, these thoughts:

*No way is a shortfall not going to hurt. And no way did this have to happen. Florida’s toga-party of a Legislature keeps giving incompetence a bad name. Long-term, revenue-raising solutions? There’s a better chance of bringing back Ol’ Sparky.

Obviously it does no good to write your representative. But here is a perverse suggestion. Send out some thank you cards. One to Jeb Bush, who can’t reconcile Republicans and Libertarians and saves his passion for FCATS, vouchers, affirmative action and presidential visits. One to Johnnie Byrd, who would rather cut a critical service or tap a trust fund than repeal a gaggle of special interest, sales tax exemptions. One to Kendrick Meek, who never got over being kicked out of his governor’s sit-in. The former state senator and now a Congressman from Miami-Dade created Amendment 9 to reduce class size. And the rest to this state’s (but not this county’s) voters who were too clueless to see where their yes vote on Meek’s amendment would lead.

*Florida’s budget is so hamstrung by having to live within Johnnie Byrd’s means, that it was almost shocking that the money would be found to fund a special session to finalize the budget.

Lightning and Bucs: A Tale of Two Teams

Call it the tale of two teams.

Once the very definition of ineptitude, the Buccaneers have been good for a while and now there are none better. Once the very essence of awful, the Lightning have been good for a season and now have earned credibility with a playoff run.

The Bucs, who played hardball to legally extort a cushy stadium deal, are making money hand over Glazer fist. Thousands are on waiting lists for season tickets and Pewter Partners keep queuing up. The team, playing and winning in the best facility in the country, is worth more than three times what the Glazers paid for it.

Moreover, the Bucs are part of the National Football League, a blatant exception to the typical tenets of the free enterprise system. Other than the NFL, where can you find somebody else to train your personnel and build your place of business and then be assured of making a profit — irrespective of product quality — by dividing up an obscenely large pool of network television cash? And all teams are limited in what they can spend by an overhead governor — a league-wide salary cap. Hey, is this a great subset of capitalism or what?

The Lightning, however, continue to hemorrhage dollars. As an organization, it is a light year removed from the Duke of Manchester and female-goalie days. But the Bolts still play in the National Hockey League, which rakes in relative chump change in its TV deals. As a result, almost no one makes a profit. The Lightning aren’t yet close. In fact, the team owner, Palace Sports & Entertainment, claims to have lost more than $30 million on its hockey and arena operations for the fiscal year ending last June. This year will obviously be better, but that only means less loss.

As reigning Super Bowl champs, the Bucs have been wined, dined, feted and fawned over. Ostensibly, it doesn’t get any better. The days of the Glazers being called greedy carpetbaggers playing franchise roulette with the city and its taxpayers are history. For all their fumbling, the Glazers made a sound business decision and shelled out $8 million for Jon Gruden. A Super Bowl season and a parade later, all was forgiven.

Until the Glazers decided to reprise revenge of the rich nerds.

Maybe it’s like the scorpion that couldn’t help stinging the duck upon whose back it was depending for passage across a river. Or like some politicians who can’t help going negative. Or a Soprano in schlep’s clothing: “Nothing personal, just business.”

It’s their nature.

This recent flap over not signing off on the transfer of Raymond James Stadium ownership to the county is vintage Glazer. The Bucs say they won’t sign until the Tampa Sports Authority ponies up for extra costs on insurance and security that weren’t foreseen in the original, munificent, 1996 lease agreement.

The Bucs aren’t necessarily wrong in their legal take, but they are unnecessarily insistent that this was worth drawing “a line in the sand” during challenging economic times for local governments. Taking one for Team Tampa is apparently not an option, because it’s not good business. Good will and good PR aren’t incentive enough.

The Glazers, it appeared, had it all a couple of months ago. As it turned out, they never got it at all. Some things money can’t buy.

Meanwhile at the erstwhile Ice Palace, signs were manifest recently that the Bolts are getting it on the ice. Before their loudest and largest Tampa crowd ever — more than 21,000 — the Bolts defeated the favored Washington Capitals, 2-1, in game five of their East quarterfinal series.

Especially noteworthy was that the Bolts passed the O’Neill litmus test. That raucous crowd included this normally detached fan and his yoga-instructor spouse, who wouldn’t know a poke check from a pork chop.

But guess who was yelling for an “icing” call against the Caps by game’s end? Guess who also took the percussive brunt of a pair of “ThunderStix” that all fans were armed with? Guess who will also take a couple more upside the head after this column?

Legislature Should Honor American Victory

Amid the miasma that is the Florida Legislature, it’s obviously easy to lose sight of basic priorities — let alone a given bill. But here’s one that even the fiscally challenged House could sign off on. Florida Senate Bill 2562 won’t cost anything.

The bill would merely designate the Port of Tampa-based SS American Victory as “Florida’s Official State Flagship.” Arguably, in a time of war and world peril, this restored Merchant Marine ship would merit no less a distinction than Florida’s official designations for flower, tree, bird and song.

Built in 1945, American Victory carried supplies, equipment, ammunition and personnel to the Pacific Theater of World War II, Korea and Vietnam. It also transported humanitarian aid in helping to expedite the Marshall Plan.

The Merchant Marine, lest we ever forget, had the highest casualty rate of any service during WW II. It was also the only WW II service that was completely integrated. It was critically important to its time — and ahead of its time. Now seems an appropriate time to underscore that with the flagship designation. In so doing, we celebrate this state’s rich maritime history and honor thousands of Merchant Marine and Navy Armed Guard veterans.

Theater Of The Absurd A Big Challenge to Iorio

Mayor Pam Iorio’s well-honed communications skills have served her handsomely on the County Commission, in her Supervisor of Elections capacity and on the mayoral hustings. But that was then — and this was Tallahassee.

She was in the capital last week to lobby for Tampa.

By virtue of her two decades in public service, she was hardly a stranger. And by being a big city mayor, she is a big time, state player. But just for good measure, she came accompanied by former Governor Bob Martinez who is also familiar with the perspective from Tampa’s City Hall.

By all accounts, the right doors were opened and the right people seen — from Gov. Jeb Bush to Senate President Jim King and House Speaker Johnnie Byrd. If nothing else, it said Iorio wasn’t wasting any time getting right to the agenda she campaigned on. Iorio, who inherited a city that is largely bonded up, was in Tallahassee to make the case for ongoing help in urban revitalization, affordable housing and the arts. That’s the hat trick for Iorio’s mantra-goal of a more “livable” city. Tampa also can use state leverage for federal help on water issues.

Opened doors, however, can still lead to closed minds. The Governor and the Speaker arguably own two of them.

The economy is dicey and the budgetary process seems scripted by Eugene Ionesco channeling Byrd. Cuts ranging from universities to the medically needy are not just fiscally irresponsible, they’re flat-out harmful to a state that was already behind in such support. Amid a very real crisis that cries out for long-term, revenue-raising solutions, Bush and Byrd soldier on — fighting the partisan cliché canard of liberal spending in state government. Thanks for nothing.

But that’s what you get when you mix a post-Sept. 11 Florida; a couple of ill-informed, costly referenda votes; and a Legislature that has turned “living within our means” into an obscenity. It’s what you get when tapping trust funds and cutting critical services are preferred to revising the state’s outmoded sales tax system and repealing some of the more outlandish, special-interest exemptions.

As to what Iorio gets for her efforts, this much, at least, was encouraging. It was the response of King, the Senate President, to her heads-up that she expected to be working the capitol corridors “a great deal next year.”

“There’s a finite amount of money, and in the end you want to help who you know,” acknowledged King. “It behooves a mayor to make oneself known here to get things done.”

Iorio is quickly finding out how many roles the mayor of Tampa must play. Right now none may be more important than “squeaky wheel.”

Selmon’s Signature Hire At USF

Athletic Director Lee Roy Selmon, a gentleman and a football icon with an expressway named after him, is now putting his own stamp on sports at the University of South Florida. With the departure of head basketball coach Seth Greenberg to Virginia Tech, Selmon will be judged by the success of the program under his first prominent hire, Robert McCullum, the former head coach of Western Michigan.

Heretofore, Selmon has merely maintained what predecessor Paul Griffin, who was forced to step down two years ago, bequeathed him.

For too long USF has settled for mediocrity in basketball. A good crowd is a half-full Sun Dome. A good season is one with NIT possibilities. A good recruiting class never includes local blue chips. A rarity is a game played with discipline and composure or a whole year without somebody getting suspended. The juxtaposition with football, which jumpstarted into national prominence, couldn’t be more stark.

Selmon actually missed the opportunity to make his own mark by previously extending the underachieving Greenberg’s contract. That arched more than a few eyebrows among those who still care about — and support — the program. But Greenberg forced his hand by leaving of his own volition.

With the ball in his own court, Selmon chose McCullum. It’s his signature hire.

Mother’s Day At The Cuban Club

For those looking for a little different way to honor mom this Mother’s Day, consider the annual Mother’s Day Picnic at Ybor City’s historic Circulo Cubano, the Cuban Club.

Doors of the Cuban Club at Palm Avenue and 14th Street open at 11:30 a.m. on Sunday, May 11. Lunch, catered by Sabor de Tampa, will be served at noon in the Ballroom. The music of Son de Mi Tierra begins in the Cantina at 1:00 — and dancing continues until 5:00 p.m.

This 91st annual celebration also features a cash bar plus raffles, door prizes, family photos and carnations for all moms.

Seating this year is limited to 400. Tickets are $15. Children ages 5-9, $7.50; ages 4 and under, free. Sponsorships are still available. All proceeds go towards restoration efforts of the Cuban Club building.

To order tickets or inquire about sponsorships, please call either Jorge or Ileana Diaz at 248-2954.

Bonus Pay: Investing In Poorest Schools

In a previous incarnation I taught secondary school here in Tampa and in Philadelphia. They were inner city schools with all the usual connotations and euphemisms for tough neighborhoods and challenging students. Mordant references to “combat pay” — as in, “How about some?” — were hardly infrequent among the faculty.

Now I see where the Hillsborough County School Board has voted unanimously to actually offer extra pay to teachers in its poorest schools, which invariably are the toughest for teaching. The goal is to halt the inevitably — and understandably — high turnover at such schools, which only adds to the formidable task of teaching the neediest students in the poorest schools.

Some 700-800 teachers are expected to receive an additional 5 percent in pay in a program funded with federal dollars that are typically earmarked for recruitment, retention and staff development. Those who qualify for the bonus will also be attending regular training seminars and working with mentors.

This is not, of course, a panacea for high-poverty schools. It doesn’t ameliorate poverty. But it does address one key variable: faculty. As in improving chances for a better, more stable one.

Call it a concession to reality and well worth the investment. The better the faculty, the less likely it will be “combat pay.”

“Best And Brightest” One Of The Bravest

It won’t be the first time this has happened at Florida State University. In fact, it happens every year in Tallahassee. In the fall FSU will welcome fewer scholarship students than it had expected.

But in this case it won’t be a baseball player who forsook FSU for Major League Baseball bonus money. And it won’t be a hotshot football or basketball star who couldn’t produce a qualifying score on the SAT.

This one will be different. Tragically different. This one is an academic scholarship recipient who won’t be reporting — because he was killed in Iraq.

Lance Cpl. Andrew Aviles, not yet 19, had deferred his full scholarship to fulfill a more immediate dream than going off to college to get a bachelor’s degree in business. Ever since joining Junior ROTC, he had wanted to be a Marine. It was, say those who knew him best, out of a sense of duty and challenge and a constant quest for self-improvement.

What makes it so tragic is what makes Aviles, Robinson High School, Class of ’02, so special. It’s why the students and staff of Robinson took his death so hard.

Unlike many young men and women who sign on to this country’s all-volunteer armed forces, Aviles had plenty of options and the brightest of prospects. Scenarios for success tend to beckon for athletic class presidents who are members of the National Honor Society, third in their graduating class and winners of an academic scholarship. Family and friends spoke highly of his character — and sense of humor.

Aviles’ could easily have headed for FSU, gone on to graduate school and carved out a safe, successful, satisfying career in any number of fields. Instead he became a Marine and did his duty first. And last.

We are all in his debt, and we salute Tampa’s Lance Cpl. Andrew Aviles. One of the “best and brightest” was also one of the “bravest.”

Forget The Compromise; Call it Chutzpah Way

Newly elected City Councilman John Dingfelder didn’t exactly hit the ground stumbling.

First, he nominated and passionately championed the case for the council’s new chairperson, Linda Saul-Sena.

Then he took on encroaching, excessive commercialism symbolized by a proposal to rename Ice Palace Drive “St. Pete Times Forum Drive.” That’s the street that runs behind the erstwhile Ice Palace and in front of the Tampa Marriott Waterside hotel. The issue came before the council as a second reading of an ordinance approved by the previous council.

As a city council rookie, Dingfelder couldn’t have chosen a better way to debut than to question anything else being named “St. Pete” in downtown Tampa. As it is, the “St. Pete Times Forum” is about as welcome as Tampa Tribune Field or The Trib Pier would be in downtown St. Petersburg.

We don’t have to like the St. Pete Times Forum name, and a lot of us don’t, but we have to accept it. But we don’t have to accept what we don’t like about a prospective St. Pete Times Forum Drive. That’s a public right-of-way — not a .3-mile throw-in to the $30-million, arena naming-rights deal. It never should have been up for re-naming.

In the name of compromise, however, Dingfelder offered up “Times Forum Drive,” which seems workable. Another, “Welcome Drive,” was blithely suggested by the Tampa Tribune .

But frankly, enough of compromising. A newspaper buying arena naming rights is already a compromise — of ethics. If Ice Palace Drive is not acceptable, then the marketing effrontery — which is at the core of this whole issue — should be incorporated into any new name.

“Chutzpah Way” sounds like a winner.