Bush Lucky That Kerry Is Opponent

A generation ago Vietnam was the polarizing war to end all polarizing wars. The U.S. was suffering through a casualty meltdown, key ally disapprobation and agonizing confusion over America’s role in the world.

But U.S. security and the American way of life were never threatened — as they are now. No American was killed by a suicide domino. Ho Chi Minh was neither an international outlaw nor a terrorist mastermind. “Apocalypse Now” was only a post-facto movie title. The Gulf of Tonkin war rationale wasn’t unmasked until years later.

And yet an incumbent American president — one who had been elected overwhelmingly — didn’t dare run for re-election.

But that was then, and this is now.

President George W. Bush is in the political cross hairs for an ill-advised war and a mismanaged occupation that has morphed into a menacing, jahadi pep rally. American casualties are now a daily drumbeat. Bush has, quite arguably, given unilateral and arrogant especially bad names around the world, most notably among America’s traditional allies. America is perceived as having ceded the moral high ground it was accorded on Sept. 11, 2001. Bush seems a kept man of the neocons.

Yet the president remains in a statistical dead heat with his Democratic opponent.

What it means is that George W. Bush is fortunate to have John Kerry as his opponent.

The anti-Bush sector, hardly confined to traditional partisans or Michael Mooreons, should be a daunting enough prospect for the incumbent. Then add those rallying around Kerry — per se — and Bush should be behind. Maybe big time. That he isn’t means there isn’t enough of a pro-Kerry constituency to add to the anti-Bush bloc. Ralph Nader has more true believers than Kerry. So did Carol Mosely-Braun.

Imagine if the Democratic standard-bearer were Wesley Clark or Joe Biden or even Al Gore, The Sequel? Karl Rove might be throwing himself on Donald Rumsfeld’s sword by now.

One key factor, of course, is Kerry’s penchant for antipodal positions. His reputation is well earned — with no need for a dirty trickster or a soft-money ad to label him a politically expedient “flip flopper.” Kerry’s problem with principle has persisted since his war criminal epiphany.

But what really matters is this. America is at war, and Kerry’s most perplexing positions are those related to — war. And, no, it has nothing to do with Vietnam — or the time capsule of malcontent and misgiving now swiftly making the rounds.

What’s pertinent is that Kerry voted against the 1991 Persian Gulf War, the one where the U.S. had the sort of coalition that we all wish America still had today. And lest we forget, that was a war precipitated by a military provocation — the invasion of Kuwait and threats to Saudi Arabia and Israel. Then more than a decade later Kerry voted for the resolution authorizing the president to go to war against Iraq — before voting against its funding.

But the biggest deterrent to any meaningful, conviction-based groundswell of support for Kerry is this: He still can’t bring himself to say he would vote differently on the war resolution. You don’t have to be Dennis Kucinich to see the folly in that.

Maybe it’s a measured response to avoid unflattering comparisons with George Romney’s “brainwashing” excuse for supporting the Vietnam War in the 1970s. Maybe it’s a Massachusetts Democrat’s overreaction to the Dukakis-in-a-tank syndrome. Maybe it’s a pre-emptive strike against the off-the-rack stereotype of liberals not being tough enough. Maybe it’s all the over-the-top, “Reporting for duty” war metaphors from the Democratic convention.

But there’s no maybes about this: Kerry has allowed himself to be painted into a rhetorical corner where he’s, in effect, saying: “Read my lips. If I knew then what I — and everybody else — know now, I would still have voted for the resolution to go to war.”

That makes no sense. None. How can you remain myopic with the benefit of 20/20 hindsight? It makes Teddy Kennedy’s stammering, “Why-I-want-to-be-president” response to Roger Mudd seem coherent, articulate and even savvy by comparison.

Why agree with the president on the single most consequential, defining — and polarizing — issue of the campaign? Why defend the indefensible? Why undercut the best case for changing the commander-in-chief?

If John Kerry ends up sending a concession telegram to George W. Bush, the president should respond with a thank you card.

Travails With Charley

These remaining afterthoughts in the wake of Hurricane Charley’s devastating swath through central Florida:

* Dante needs a new circle for his Inferno: Permanent provisions for looters , price gougers and those hawking “I Survived (insert natural disaster)” T-shirts.

*TV stations doing self promotions over Hurricane Charley come with the media’s competitive culture. Most impressive are those that can legitimately tout catching Charley’s hard turn to the east before the competition. Least impressive are those promoting their own people reporting from places such as Port Charlotte and saying: “It’s really bad here. Let’s talk to this elderly couple who have lost everything.”

*Among the inevitable, irksome feature stories: surfers enjoying the uncommonly rough Gulf waters, while all those around them batten down hatches, round up pets and family photos and prepare for worst-case-scenario, refugee status. Maybe it’s generational.

Olympic Mettle

Paul Hamm should have given back the gold medal he won for the all-around in gymnastics. Two reasons — only one of which has to do with doing the right thing.

The South Korean, Yang Tae Young, was shortchanged in his score by goofball judges. A technicality in reporting the mistake prevented the error from being corrected in time. On merit, Hamm should have relented.

Second, from the perspective of enlightened self-interest, Hamm would have benefited. Everyone saw that — after a pratfall landing on vault — he gave a marvelous, comeback performance under incredible pressure to put himself back into gold contention. That can never be taken away. Moreover, Hamm had gained on Yang, in part, because the South Korean had faltered under the pressure that Hamm was ascending above — literally.

Even if Hamm had exchanged his gold for silver, he would have been the winner in the minds and hearts of all Americans and many in the international community. He would have been saluted for his sportsmanship — as well as his inspiring grace under pressure. And he would have remained the de facto gold-medal winner.

Olympic Misnomer

Let’s get rid of the juvenile “dream team” appellation that seems misapplied to talented lounge acts on the basketball court.

But if it must be used, let it be applied to the U.S. women’s softball team. It was awesomely dominant and utterly classy — with a nice local touch in assistant coach Ken Erickson of USF.

Olympic Perspective

*If coxswains, who don’t do any heavy lifting, can earn medals in rowing — and deservedly so — why can’t horses , who do all the work, earn them in equestrian?

*Most forgettable, global-marketing, Olympic quote: “As a child, I always dreamed of becoming a McDonald’s athlete.” — Venus Williams .

*It has been well chronicled in the media that Jeremy Wariner’s gold medal in the 400 meters was more than just another in an impressive line of American performances in that event over the last two decades. The 20-year-old Wariner, it has been noted, is the first white American to win a sprint medal of any kind in 40 years. Press accounts even includes this quote — politically incorrect, it can be argued, if it were the reverse — by the black Grenadian sprinter Alleyne Francique, who finished fourth to Wariner. Said Francique: “I’ve never seen a white man run that fast.”The question still begging is would the compliment — that’s all it is — have been similarly received — sans racial controversy — if it had been, say, “I’ve never seen a black man swim that fast”? Or “I’ve never seen a black man (pole) vault that high”? Or “I’ve never seen a black man perform that well on the parallel bars”?

*Find yourself periodically saying, “I didn’t know that was an Olympic event “? Get ready for the 2008 Olympics in Beijing, when the Games will introduce croquet, horseshoes, darts, poker, Chinese checkers and the dissident toss

Smoother Sailing For Local Yacht Builder

It’s nestled among other boat builders on Tampa’s Rattlesnake Point, just south of the Gandy Bridge. Only this one has the 300-ton capacity Synchrolift out front. You don’t find it unless you’ve bypassed the trendy Rattlesnake Grille, you’re looking for work or you’re in the market for a seven-or -eight-figure luxury vessel.

Welcome to the 7.5-acre, 6-bay Westship World Yachts, where, indeed, if you have to ask “How much?” you probably can’t afford it. In fact, Westship’s most recently delivered yacht, a 145-foot “Boardwalk” model, sold (to a Houston buyer) for more than $18 million.

Since 2001, Westship has built and delivered two 103-footers at $8.6 million apiece, and another 145-footer for $18 million plus. A 112-footer ($8.9 million) just closed to a Bay Area buyer. Several others in the 112-foot “Liberty” (yacht fisherman) series are in the works.

They are turnkey operations, points out Allan Hollison, Westship’s vice president/operations. “They’ll have everything from electronics to artwork and bed linens when delivered.

“We were building on spec,” says Hollison, “but we prefer contractual. Like anything else, you need to get that first one out. Once the industry sees it, they’re easier to sell.”Westship is actually a reincarnation. Its previous owner was Trident Shipworks, which hit bankruptcy shoals in 1999. EMC Corp. founder Richard Egan bought it in 2000 and renamed it Westship.

With a cash infusion and a more buoyant economy, the sailing has been decidedly smoother. The competition, says Hollison, is limited to about 20 shipyards worldwide, including a couple in Michigan and several in the Pacific Northwest. Others are scattered in Europe, Australia, New Zealand — and the new (price-cutting) kid on the yacht block, China.

To keep up, Westship must accommodate a market that is demanding larger, more sophisticated product, which includes increasingly high-tech touches — especially in communication equipment. Westship, whose on-site shops include cabinet/mill, metal fabrication, interior refinishing, painting, and electronics plus staff engineers and architects, must stay flexible in its customization work, Hollison underscores.

“Put it this way, it’s a lot more than fabric and wallpaper,” he says. More like a range from formal dining areas, hot tubs and a variety of furniture finishes to accommodations for wave runners and Harleys.

“Our goal,” Hollison notes, “is to build and deliver four 112’s a year. Then supplement that with R&R (repair and refit).” Currently, the R&R work accounts for about a third of Westship’s business. (A recent, full exterior paint job on a 145-footer, for example, cost $250,000.) Last year, the maintenance side did about $2 million. The company anticipates a 50 percent jump in 2004.

Westship, whose 100-employee base is expected to grow to 160-180 (two shifts), also will build non-yachts, such as the $1 million, 65-foot speedboat (commercial thrill ride) it’s fashioning for the owner of a national restaurant chain.

“This is a very interesting business,” says Hollison. “The clients (most of whom prefer media anonymity) have worked all their lives to get themselves in a situation where they can buy a yacht. The dynamics are very low key. Casual. No suits, no leather shoes. Who would they be trying to impress?

“It gets personal and one-on-one,” adds Hollison. “It becomes a matter of trust. The dollars are the score card.”

Younger Yachters

Fueled in part by Information Age, whiz kid gazillionaires, the client base for yachts and the “fishing chic” scene has been trending younger. More like 40-somethings rather than the 50-60ish demographic. Even the crews are younger.

“It used to be older and more tradition-minded,” says Westship’s Vice President/Operations Allan Hollison. “And a lot more formal. I mean it was a big deal to drop the flag at sunset. You don’t see so much of that any more.

“The younger customers want their toys (hot tubs, places to keep motorcycles) and their satellites,” adds Hollison. “People now want the capacity to have their office with them and be able to communicate anywhere in the world.”

Back On The Hustings: Castor Still A Favorite

For 63-year-old Betty Castor, the pinnacle political campaign of her life — running for U.S. senator — unfolded in several critical stages.

* In her position as president of the National Board for Professional Teaching Standards, she did a lot of lobbying — and a lot of traveling. In the aftermath of Sept. 11, 2001 “traveling became prohibitive,” acknowledges Castor.

*Then the former Florida Commissioner of Education was appalled at what she was seeing back in Tallahassee. Most notably, the Legislature was reducing the number of credits needed for high school graduation. Graduates could even opt out of government and U.S. history. “I thought, ‘Why aren’t people enraged?'” recalls Castor.

*When her daughter, Kathy Castor, won election to the Hillsborough County Commission, Betty Castor looked like more than a proud parent. She was. She was a political icon who was reminded how much she missed being a player. “The whole process is infectious,” concedes Castor. “There is an excitement about it.”

*An ill-fated run for the presidency and heart surgery would force the hand of incumbent Senator Bob Graham. When Graham, who is completing his third term, wavered on running for re-election, Castor took heed — and action. “Once you open that (re-election doubt) door and think about it, it becomes more plausible, possible,” explains Castor. Then a Castor-commissioned poll showed that although she hadn’t run for office in more than a dozen years, she still had encouraging name recognition statewide.

By last summer, she had taken the plunge — and a pledge: that she would bow out if the revered Graham ultimately decided to run for re-election. Graham hedged his bets until late October. It was an awkward time for the Castor campaign.

“It was difficult,” says Castor. “I was saying, in effect, to groups: ‘I’m the best candidate, I think.'”

It helped that internal polls continued to show promising name-recognition numbers, an occurrence that came as no shock, notes Castor. She felt her five-plus USF presidency years, a period of unprecedented growth, had kept her profile high — including across the I-4 Corridor. It also had afforded her “the opportunity to be non-partisan,” she emphasizes.

What she didn’t have, however, was a lot of money. “For the working press, money equals credibility,” points out Castor.

That’s why she made the overture to EMILY’s List, the political fund-raising group that supports Democratic, pro-choice women. EMILY’s List signed on and has made numerous contributions — including more than a third of the $1.5 million the Castor campaign raised from April to June.

So how has candidate Castor fared being back on the hustings for the first time in 14 years? Most observers agree that Castor — more than three decades removed from her historic, first-female election to the county commission — hasn’t lost her podium skills, can still “work a room” and remains unflappable under pressure. She’s retained her middle-of-the-road political compass.

The various forums and the statewide debate with her major Democratic primary rivals, 40-somethings U.S. Rep. Peter Deutsch of Hollywood and Miami-Dade Mayor Alex Penelas, have had their “intense” moments, Castor concedes. But on balance, they’ve been exercises in discipline. She comes across as the above-the-fray adult between a street-fighting congressman and a slick, smart-aleck mayor.

“You need to look professional and sensible,” Castor points out. “Don’t go out there looking for dramatics. And try to stay on message — education, jobs, healthcare — although the process can get in the way.

“What really did surprise me, though, was the intensity of the (Bernie) Friedman attack,” states Castor. Friedman, a friend of Deutsch’s, formed the American Democracy Project, which has hammered Castor over Sami Al-Arian, the indicted, incarcerated former USF professor with alleged ties to terrorists.

“We had no doubt that it would be an issue,” says Castor. “We were prepared — but not for a separate group. We’ve constantly been ahead in the polls, and the only way they could get my ratings down was to attack. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. The polls consistently say I’m still ahead.”

“Centrist Democrat”

“Betty Castor is one of the very few people who could pull this off,” avers John Belohlavek, a USF historian and political consultant, “although she’s not exactly re-emerging from obscurity. She’s a centrist, Democratic woman, and the South will vote for a woman if you give them a moderate. She really fits the Askew, Chiles, Graham progressive model. Plus her opponents will split the vote in South Florida.

“I’m not surprised she is where she is,” underscores Belohlavek. “She’s a very quick study. Now she has to stay on the high road and not alienate the losers.”

Castor’s core message remains education-jobs-healthcare — along with a corollary of veterans’ benefits. She acknowledges there are those who ask, and not necessarily rhetorically, “What does she know?” when it comes to foreign affairs. That can be code for national security.

She knows what she didn’t know and does her homework, which includes a daily reading from the 9/11 commission report, which she feels has “hit it on the head.” She’s particularly adamant about the “demand for more cooperation among agencies.”

Her security and war positions tend to be moderate — and safe. She supports the Patriot Act — but not all its provisions. She would not have voted for the resolution authorizing the war in Iraq — if we knew then what we know now about the rationale for so doing. She is, not unlike everyone else, a strong supporter of the men and women in America’s armed forces. She’s pushing for a Military Families Bill of Rights and agrees with John Kerry’s plan to add 40,000 troops to “relieve the burden on our overstretched military as well as National Guard and Reserves.” She would also like to see a significant increase — even doubling — of Special Operations. She would not “draw a line in the sand” by agreeing to an arbitrary troop-withdrawal schedule in Iraq.

She also implores the U.S. to get better at attacking the roots of terrorism. She sees education as a key weapon. “We need to do a better job of teaching about other cultures,” she posits. “And it’s a tragedy there are so few Arabic speakers.”

As to our allies, notably the Europeans, she stresses the importance of America “trying harder to restore faith and confidence.” She also urges “a little more humility when looking at the rest of the world.”

Castor seems unflinching in “continuing our support for Israel.” She is much more nuanced about backing the Saudi Royal Family: “We need to explore our relationship over time.”

On Cuba, Castor is “totally opposed” to the latest restrictions on travel and remittances. They’re “not humanitarian,” she says, and they “won’t topple Castro.” As to the ongoing economic embargo, per se? “It could be examined,” she notes equivocally.

Given a slew of major newspaper endorsements and recommendations, her double-digit lead in the polls — and the fact that her opponents share the same South Florida media market — should bode well for Castor in next week’s primary. And being the lone female hardly hurts.

The Castor campaign also has maintained its fund-raising momentum: most recently netting $625,000 in the July 1-Aug. 12 period — compared to Deutsch’s $225,000 and Penelas’ $100,000. Overall, Castor has raised $4.4 million; Deutsch, $5 million; and Penelas, $3.5 million.

After Tuesday (Aug. 31), the stakes will escalate, the GOP hitmen will target Florida and the really big money will pour in — as if very control of the Senate were riding on this senate race. It just may.

The Olympics, The Mayor, School Choice And Boxing

So many topics, so little space. Today’s column also honors the request of readers (actually Bill Shorrock, a friend with negligible attention span) who prefer the short-topic format.

*The Athens Olympics is now underway. Nostalgia, anyone? Not too long ago, the definitive letters were USA and CCCP — now they’re BALCO and NATO.

Granted, the Games have rarely been pristine; otherwise, they would not have had to start all over again in 1896. And since then, the Games have hardly gone incident free, including the marathoner who was caught catching a cab in the St. Louis Games and the American medal winners who gave fisted black power salutes during the National Anthem in Mexico City. And recall the East German female swimmers who had to shave their mustaches before the Montreal Games and the Middle Eastern terrorists who put their inimitably murderous stamp on the Munich Games. And the American boycott of the Moscow Games and the Soviet counter boycott of the Los Angeles Games.

The Olympics survived it all.

But the threat of terrorism in these Games of the XXVIII Olympics has grown a hundred fold beyond the mere murders of Munich in 1972. Steroid testing is now an Olympic event; masking agents are worth a cache of medals. The quaint concept of a gender line has been institutionally blurred with the approved participation of transsexuals.

Anyone orchestrating their viewing habits to accommodate the debut of women’s wrestling? And how about all those events — such as baseball, basketball, soccer and tennis — that don’t even represent the pinnacle of their sports? Anyone going out of their way to watch the NBA’s tattooed third string? And don’t even think of baseball; the U.S. didn’t qualify. But Canada did.

When you come right down to it, the events that are above suspicion, reproach and questionable motivation are mostly the events that we don’t care about. Such as team handball or field hockey or pentathlon. Those are the athletes without agents and the wherewithal to cash in on Olympic exploits. Those are the athletes who hold down real jobs while finding a way to train. Those are the athletes who embody the real spirit of the Olympics. Those are the athletes you won’t see because those athletes play sports that are boring and unappealing to Americans. This one included.

*Minimum wage: Can’t your heart be in the right place and still acknowledge that it’s fundamental economic sense to let the marketplace determine the value of labor — not whether a given laborer can send his kids to college on $5 an hour?

*If there were no 22nd Amendment, what are the odds that John Kerry would be the Democratic nominee in 2004? What are the odds that Bill Clinton wouldn’t be the nominee?

*Another school year is off and stumbling. Most of the confusion is a predictable function of Hillsborough County’s new choice program. Schools scrambling to enroll students at the last minute are as expected as bus-stop screw-ups. But for all the variables, there is one immutable constant. You can send your kids across the street or across the county for school. What matters most is who is at home.

*On the one hand, you can understand any precaution taken with a high-profile event that is on al-Qaeda’s radar — such as the upcoming GOP convention in New York. But what’s with the secrecy surrounding Florida delegate names? According to party chairwoman Carole Jean Jordan, it’s more a matter of privacy than security. That sounds like protection against protestors — not terrorists.

Two points. Protestors come with the territory. And delegates, however invaluable as foot soldiers of a campaign, are otherwise not that, well, important.

*Say this for Mayor Pam Iorio. She is increasingly surrounded by her own people, and like any CEO, she wants them taken care of. In business, such care is in the form of marketplace salaries, perks, stock options and regular performance bonuses. In government, where salaries are slotted and not competitive with the private sector, the framework for bonuses is also limited. But as of this April, Iorio has seen to it that an incentive program for management-level employees was in place — via her executive order.

No one, of course, much cares until someone is actually awarded something. So cue the arched eyebrows on city council when Finance Director Bonnie Wise, who makes $133,000 a year, was awarded a one-time bonus of $6,131.

Sure, that $6,131 could have been spent on something else, as was noted by several council members. But that’s not the point. It’s about what a mayor — and Iorio isn’t the only one –does to attract good people. And then keep them. It should be noted that Wise took a pay cut to come to City Hall last year. It should also be noted that her job involves crafting City Hall’s budget and finding ways to cut city costs — presumably more than $6,131 worth.

**Recently ESPN commemorated its 25th anniversary. Part of the celebration was a weeklong, retro “old school” segment. The network brought back a number of former “SportsCenter” anchors. Many media types applauded even as they noted with disappointment that one of the more high-profile and witty former co-hosts, Keith Olbermann, wasn’t invited back. Too many burned bridges was the eminently credible reason.

Well, call me a dissenting media type. I don’t get the nostalgia — let alone cult status — of “SportsCenter,” whether it featured the acerbic Olbermann, the jive-talking Stuart Scott, the deadpanning Kenny Mayne or Chris (“Shelly”) Berman. If you want nostalgia, consider the BC (“Before Cosell”) era. That’s when the players and the games they played were “The Big Show” –not the non-playing yapsters who want co-billing with the players and plays they smugly comment on.

*Congratulations to Tampa-based Starfight Productions. Not only was its last card at the A La Carte Event Pavilion a sell-out, but the main event was televised nationally on ESPN 2’s “Tuesday Night Fights.” As it turned out, the July 27th card, which featured local lightweight contender Edner Cherry, became one of the toughest tickets around. So tough, in fact, that walk-up fans were turned away. So tough that among the disappointed — and chagrined — was local bon vivant, legendary fight fan and Bank of Tampa honcho Steve Helmstadter.

*It’s obviously wrong to pre-judge anyone’s behavior in the case of that teenaged boys’ soccer team that recently visited Amsterdam. But it’s not wrong to question the judgment of the adults in charge. Amsterdam?

*U.S. Rep. Katherine Harris is now a safe distance from Florida’s next attempt at a presidential election. What she is not, however, is far enough removed from national security rumor-mongering. But at least she regrets, she says, reporting that the U.S. had stopped a plot to blow up a power grid in Carmel, Ind. Among those not amused: the mayor of Carmel, who says it’s not true. What Harris obviously doesn’t regret, however, was plugging the Administration’s efforts on homeland security. You, otherwise, can’t prove a negative.

*Anyone notice how frequently the recently deceased singer Rick James has been referenced as “iconic?” That’s because without James there never would have been “Super Freak,” an ’80s R&B dance hit about a nymphomaniac backstage groupie. James later did hard time for abduction and assault. So much for standards. Call it a posthumous i-con job.

What You Won’t Be Hearing This Year

Does it sometimes seem like we’ve devolved into a culture of distortion and spin? That O’Reilly isn’t the only fault-line factor out there?

That the daily news cycle is an exercise in being carpet bombed by the Kobe Bryants, Scott Petersons, Mark Hackings, Martha Stewarts and Ken Lays. Somebody’s lying.

For variety, we get Sandy Berger’s security quirks and the prospect of steroid testing as a de facto Olympic event. Or reality TV shows that couldn’t possibly be. Life now seems lived in color-coded alerts that induce as much skepticism as vigilance. Who can you trust?

Locally, there have been “living wage” debates, Capital One “commitments,” “certifiably” solid overpass supports and conflicting perspectives on hit-and-run fatalities. Who do you believe?

Then there’s politics. Candidates retain their own “truth squads.”

Here’s a sobering thought about the presidential campaign. As bad as the rhetoric of invective and innuendo has been, and as bad as the untruth-in-advertising attack ads have become, this is as good as it gets. Another three months await, and tomorrow arguably will be worse. Too much power is at stake; too much soft money is at play.

It’s all enough to make you provide your own candor. Call it: “Things You Won’t Hear Outside This Column.”

*All candidates for office:

Do The Right Thing In Ybor

You don’t have to be a cop, a merchant, an investor, a tourist — or Bill Cosby — to find fault with what’s been happening of late in Ybor City. You simply have to possess a modicum of common sense. And that would tell you that “Club Bling,” a teen dance club at 1910 E. Seventh Ave. that is open until 1:00 a.m. on weekends, makes about as much sense as cock fights in Hyde Park.

Ybor City is, in addition to Tampa’s historical soul, the area’s entertainment district. Especially Seventh Avenue, the wet-zone capital of Hillsborough County.

It can be argued that too many high-decibel gin mills catering to too many young adults are incompatible with an older, more affluent demographic looking for anything but that. It can also be argued that Ybor’s ultimate viability depends on accommodating both.

What can’t be argued, however, is that adding a teen club to such an incongruous mix will only make matters worse. Worse in that something very bad will ultimately happen to one of those teens (ages 13-18 and younger) or to a luckless, adult visitor who runs afoul of young marauders. And worse in that Ybor can ill afford any more image hits that would further discourage visits by those not interested in piercings, tattoos or two-for-one drink coupons at Club Cacophony.

Defying credulity — as well as a semblance of sense — was the rationale of Club Bling owner Richard Boby. To Boby, the owner of something called Sky High Records, he is simply offering these teens a “safe haven.”

So he chose the night club and bar scene of Ybor? What about this fiasco makes any sense at all? Were there no open-mike, talent-show opportunities along the Dale Mabry or Adamo Drive strips? Nothing available in Drew Park?

He said he couldn’t do anything about the kids, presumably the real “wilding” element, outside Club Bling. Of course he could. Call it the light-and-moth phenomenon. He can pull the plug. It would send the blameless to a safer place and garden variety predators somewhere other than the city’s historic entertainment district. And it would obviate the need for other Ybor businesses to increase their security costs to deter the terrorizing of patrons.

The solution is obviously two-fold.

First and most fundamental, parents need to act the part. Police shouldn’t be their proxies. What’s the matter with them? But lots of luck waiting for the religion of socially responsible parenting to manifest itself. It’s more likely that Godot will appear at Coyote Ugly.

Second, a curfew is a must — protestations of the ACLU notwithstanding. Start with a limited one in Ybor, until the Florida Supreme Court finally makes a determination on Tampa’s citywide, youth curfew that was ruled unconstitutional by the 2nd District Court of Appeal in 2002.

A couple of other points. This is not a generation-gap issue. Would that it were. It’s about adults outsourcing their kids to Club Bling. It’s about being irresponsible; it’s about dereliction of duty.

And neither should this be a racial issue, although Boby thinks otherwise. He said, according to a Tampa Tribune account, that police and club owners who complain were, in effect, discriminating against the Blingers because they were largely black.

The Pied Piper of Pique needs to discard that racial lens. You can bet that police and club owners would be no less alarmed — and up in arms — if it were marauding young Anglos or Hispanics who were threatening anyone in their way. In fact, in such a scenario the crackdown, arguably, would be even more severe — in the absence of any potential race-card leverage.

Finally, this is about the unique place that is Ybor. It has survived cigar-industry automation and urban renewal. It is struggling to survive recent makeovers.

It is what it is — not what it was. But it doesn’t have to be this. Ybor is still special and it deserves better. Much better.