No Snow Job

Much has been written about the class, style, professionalism and good humor of the late Tony Snow. Had Snow, 53 when he died, not been preceded in passing by the lionized Tim Russert, the outpourings of homage would have been more voluminous.

During his 1½ years as White House press secretary, Snow remained well respected and well liked, no minor accomplishments for anyone acting as the Bush Administration’s point man to the gotcha-obsessed, Beltway media.

Further context for Snow’s value is the juxtaposition with his predecessor and successor. He was preceded by ineffective-flack-turned-disillusioned-opportunist-memoirist Scott McClellan. He was succeeded by the lightweight Dana Perino, who has yet to recover from confusing the Cuban Missile Crisis with the Bay of Pigs.

It’s rare that a press secretary can so tangibly upgrade those around him. That speaks volumes for Snow – and the Administration he represented.

Creative Loathing

My bad.

I went and read beyond Wayne Garcia and Lance Goldenberg again in Creative Loafing . But the Wade Tatangelo piece on the “Flugtag follies” caught my eye. I then quickly recalled why it is that these eyes typically avert this journalistic sputum. Sure enough, he had once again managed to work “shit” and “fucking” into a lead – because he can.

Generally, I’m a fan of that which is fun and funny and funky. Flugtag seems to embody that. And if it brings 100,000 downtown for unadulterated silliness, a sense of live community in a wired world, some whimsical teamwork and a dose of laugh therapy to offset the usual gloom and cynicism, then I say: Why not? I also say: Thanks.

Hell, I remember when Guavaween used to do that – before it morphed from bawdy wit and the creative class to crude clichés and perimeter punks.

Too bad Tatangelo didn’t get it. Flugtag was a paean to goofiness, a light-hearted bender. Too bad he can’t be confined to covering biker bars and garage bands. Here’s a guy who, while witnessing Flugtag with his bud lights, found himself “cooking, cringing and losing faith in humanity.” Never know, presumably, when or where an existential meltdown will occur.

And this is the same journalistic poseur, mind you, who reveled in his proletariat pissing among the privileged property owners along the Gasparilla parade route earlier in the year. Talk about “lame shit.”

And, yeah, I’m the same guy who wrote about the “rites of pissage.”

I’ll stay in touch.

Bolts Bash Puts Spotlight On Vinny, PR And Investment

*Nice touch for the Tampa Bay Lightning to stage a town hall meeting for the general public and to include season ticket holders at the press conference for the Vinny Lecavalier contract extension. Even if some media regulars couldn’t find seats.

As one fan at the over-flowing, 3:30 press conference noted, “I think there were a lot of season-ticket holders with last-minute doctor’s appointments.”

*Lecavalier was probably the Bay Area’s most popular bachelor even before inking that 11-year, $85-million contract. Another update: His personal entourage included his parents and his actress-girlfriend — but not fiancée — Caroline Portelance.

*Under the new ownership team of Oren Koules and Len Barrie, the Lightning have certainly been as “shockingly aggressive” in the marketplace as promised. And such aggression means millions of dollars for free agents, number-one draft pick Steve Stamkos and Lightning avatar Lecavalier.

A lot of folks, including some in the organization, are still incredulous about the spending spree. Mind you, this is the NHL, which doesn’t have a big-time TV contract to keep its franchises out of the red. This isn’t the quasi-socialist NFL, where even teams that put out a poor product make a handsome profit. And this is a franchise that the former owners, Palace Sports and Entertainment, said couldn’t make money unless it went deep into the playoffs. And even then, the payoff was no windfall.

So, what’s the financial context for owners who, with financing, shelled out $200 million for a team, the St. Pete Times Forum lease and 5.5 acres of adjacent real estate?

“We will mitigate losses and run it as a business,” said owner Oren Koules, which is relevant only if the previous owners didn’t do that very well. He wouldn’t go there.

But Koules, an informal, accessibly friendly sort who looks a lot younger than his 47 years, did indicate the bigger picture: “Asset appreciation,” he intoned.

Which sounds like a long-term commitment to this market, something he underscored when the Lightning sale was finalized earlier this summer. Another indication: Koules is still seriously house-hunting and ready to trade in his hotel reservations.

Rays: Hopefully No Bulls’ Redux

Here’s hoping the pre-All Star swoon by the Rays is nothing more than an ebb in a half-season that overflowed with wins. Here’s hoping that what happened last year to the USF Bulls’ football team doesn’t also afflict the Rays.

Recall how the Bulls went from undefeated and second in the nation to multi-defeated and a one-sided loser in the Sun Bowl. A key reason: When the pressure was off and little was expected nationally, the team found it easier to play with abandon and win as underdogs. When expectations were rapidly ratcheted up and the media glare intensified, the Bulls didn’t exactly play with grace under pressure.

For what it’s worth, Las Vegas odds-makers haven’t jumped ship on the Rays. Current odds on the Rays winning the World Series are 8-1 — behind only Boston (3-1), the Chicago Cubs (4-1) and the Los Angeles Angels (6-1). The Rays opened the season at 200-1.

For the record, the Rays are 6-6 against the Red Sox, 3-0 against the Cubs and 4-2 against the Angels.

Gov. Crist: Sorry, Charlie

At least one prominent, Florida GOP insider thinks that if Gov. Charlie Crist were on the John McCain ticket (instead of, say, Mitt Romney), it would actually backfire here in the Sunshine State.

The sense that Crist hasn’t meaningfully dealt with the state’s major issues, property taxes and insurance, and the understandable perception that he has spent an inordinate amount of time courting the veep slot, will boomerang on the Republicans, he says.

In short, having a blatant opportunist on the ticket, bipartisan, nice-guy persona notwithstanding, helps no one — but Barack Obama.

Good Call

The Hillsborough School district now has what appears, finally, to be a serious policy regarding students and their cell phones. The phones have to be off and out of sight when school is in session. No exceptions. Or they will be taken.

The surprise is that it has taken so long to enact such a “we-mean-business” measure given the pervasive, distracting plague that in-school, cell-phone use has become. The fallout — including inappropriate photography and cheating — has been obvious for some time.

The true test will be in enforcement. Any policy — especially one that runs counter to popular-culture mores — only works when those in authority act accordingly. Like adults in charge.

What a concept.

Self-Serving Satire

I know satire. I’ve committed satire. I wish this were an example.

The by now, notorious New Yorker magazine with its Barry Blitt cartoon cover depicting Barack and Michelle Obama in an outlandish jihadi-like context works well in the abstract. To wit: Come on, this is satire, a venerated literary device and a mirror to society’s foibles. Why shouldn’t those preposterous, conservative caricatures of Obama as the Muslim Manchurian candidate be fair game?

The lampoonery is spot on. If it raises hackles and provokes an uproar over insensitivity, so what? Effective satire is hardly incompatible with risk-taking and controversy. Indeed, that’s its raison d’etre.

It also works well for the New Yorker’s sophisticated (subscriber) readership, not to be confused with the right-wing fright squad.

But there’s much more at play here, including New Yorker editor David Remnick’s smug defense of a “piece of art.”

As in anything – including art, journalism and politics – context counts. In fact, it trumps.

Two points:

However quaint to some, societal responsibility remains an operative concept. It has to.

In an historic presidential race featuring an African-American candidate with a foreign name, including Hussein in the middle, it is not art-for-art’s-sake business as usual. Not with an ongoing, civilizational war with radical Islam. Not with hate-mongers masquerading as opposition who don’t do nuance the way New Yorker readers do. Not with anxious voters starting to utter the “A” word for the first time since Robert F. Kennedy was a candidate.

Second, this is less about “art” than it is about surviving in times when those who make their living by the printed word are an increasingly endangered species. Despite the self-serving and arrogant rationales about envelope-pushing art and who’s not sophisticated enough to “get it,” this is about creating a firestorm for a rapacious 24/7 media — and all the attendant New Yorker publicity that would predictably ensue.

USF President Presides Over Growth Spurts

Judy Genshaft, provost and vice president for academic affairs at the State University of New York at Albany, knew what she wanted when she applied for the presidency of the University of South Florida in 1999. A major research university in an anti-ivory tower, urban environment. A place young enough — 40-something — to still be making its mark. A place where community synergy and economic partnership could be more than idealistic aspirations or trendy buzz words.

Then throw in the unique, semi-tropical locale that is the Tampa Bay region.

Nine years later, she’s reflectively buoyant and no less optimistic. She has presided over unparalleled growth in one of the largest universities (45,000 students) in the country. The budget now approaches $2 billion annually. Sponsored research tops $300 million, second in Florida.

USF used to look like an industrial park. Now, adorned in bougainvillea and dotted with recent and ongoing construction, it looks like the sort of place where — literally — a third of the students will reside within five years.

USF, which had converted “commuter school” into a local pejorative, used to be dubiously dubbed “the biggest school in the country without a football team.” Now it’s a Big East Conference stalwart, and a football season that doesn’t end with a bowl game is a major disappointment.

As befitting one whose university has a $3-billion economic impact on the region, Genshaft, 60, has become an economic-development dynamo since her formal appointment in July 2000. She currently chairs the Greater Tampa Chamber of Commerce and is the immediate past chair of the Tampa Bay Partnership. She’s a member of the Florida High Tech Corridor and the Florida Council of 100 and was named Tampa Bay Businesswoman of the Year by the Tampa Bay Business Journal in 2007.

Along the way, the Canton, Ohio native has weathered the Sami al-Arian firestorm and the Byrd Center flap and forges on fighting for regional-campus, best-case scenarios and adjusting on the fly to state budget roulette.

She took some time recently to muse on the USF experience, one that began, ironically, with a misplaced welcome mat.

That’s because it was in front of the Lifsey House, the president’s official, 9,000-square-foot, contemporary residence near the main entrance of the Tampa campus. Lifsey, with all of its glass, Pentagon-like corridors and Graphicstudio ambience, was well suited for receptions.

But it was ill-suited for real-world living. Especially if that world were inhabited by family members. This one was: Genshaft and her husband, Steven Greenbaum, and their adopted sons, Bryan, then 3, and Joel, then 6. The immediate “neighborhood” included Fowler Avenue and the next-door Sam and Martha Gibbons Alumni Center.

She stayed a month – and then moved the family into more traditional digs in nearby Tampa Palms.

“It was not a house for kids,” diplomatically recalls Genshaft. “I wanted a regular house in a regular neighborhood with playmates for our children.” While USF hosts some 70 events a year at Lifsey — and Genshaft loves playing the hostess card — the president doesn’t so much as keep a wardrobe change there.

Genshaft Outtakes

* “As a public university, our responsibility is to be part of the growth of the economy, now centered in cities.”

* “We are a large, major research institution; being in the Tampa Bay area makes it extra special.”

* The Tampa Bay region: “This is an area that you just have to see for yourself. Tampa is a city with character – from Bayshore Boulevard to Ybor City. If you’re re-locating with kids, take them to Busch Gardens right away. And then you have to see the city of St. Petersburg and visit the beaches.”

* Regional role of USF: “Education doesn’t know about bridges or bad roads.”

* Role of USF’s regional campuses: “Let them be all they can be. We want students to have an on-campus experience.”

* Her favorite day is Wednesday; it’s the day she maxes out on personal contact with on-campus constituencies. It begins with meetings with senior vice presidents and other administrators. It will include lunch with a dozen or more graduate and undergraduate students. Later, there’s a drop-in session with the faculty senate.

* Leadership style: “I’m a collaborative leader. The key is being willing to listen. But I can make the tough decisions. If I believe in something, I’m a great fund-raiser.”

* Her psychology (doctorate in counseling psychology from Kent State University) background: “It’s helpful. I like to work with – not against the system. A lot of leadership is the power of persuasion – getting people on board. A lot of group dynamics.”

* On being the only female president in the 11-institution State University System of Florida: “I don’t perceive it as a problem. I think people treat you the way you behave.”

* On being a traditional president – rooted in academe – not a politician hired for influential contacts and fund-raising acumen: “I’m still the majority model. I’ve worked my way up through the ranks. And I wouldn’t trade that background for anything.”

* Value of high-profile intercollegiate athletics: “It’s very important to a major institution. It’s a huge part of the school atmosphere. Sports is really the front porch to the university. It brings out spirit and pride. And what people sometimes forget or don’t know is that no instructional money goes into athletics. It’s self-generated.”

* On balancing work and family: “You really don’t balance it. Different times of the year are heavier or lighter and you adjust accordingly. It’s prioritizing, not balancing. I’m fortunate to have a supportive family.”

Rays’ Take

A sure sign that the Rays are for real : Scalper sightings and counterfeit ticket warnings. An even surer sign that the Rays are really for real would be: Huge crowds when the inducement doesn’t include the Cubs, Red Sox, Yankees, a post-game concert or $5 gas cards.

Recent vintage line from Joe Magrane , the Rays’ color analyst, when referring euphemistically to talented but, uh, temperamental Kansas City outfielder Jose Guillen: “He comes with a warning label and an expiration date.”

Jonny Gomes . However popular, can the Rays continue to carry him?

Jackson’s Nutty Ego

After the irreverent Jesse Jackson had noted that Barack Obama could use a good neutering for “talking down to black people,” he fired off the requisite apology.

Officially, Obama accepted. Hot-mic rhetoric happens.

Off the record, Obama’s acceptance amounted to a thank-you card for the political manna.

The black bloc vote won’t be affected by Jackson’s nutty, ego-driven comments. And more blue-collar whites just may see Obama channeling Bill Cosby and Tony Dungy.