For one thing, it’s just been really slow around here lately. Even the news that Circuit Court Judge Sarah Zabel finally got an opponent was fleeting.
In what must be the shortest-lived campaign in the history of Miami-Dade County, two days after I announced that I was endorsing her, I received a text that Marianne Salazar had withdrawn from the race.
As you can see, my endorsement really carries a lot of weight around here.
Maybe Marianne Salazar was scared off by Zabel’s “campaign war chest of more than $80,000.00,” as reported by a Daily Business Review article from February 21, 2014.
Or maybe Zabel’s husband, North Miami Beach EX-Mayor/current FELONY defendant Myron Rosner somehow found a way to intimidate Salazar into backing out. After all, if there’s one thing Myron excels at, it’s bullying.
Note to Myron:
In any event, Sarah now runs unopposed and will sit on the bench for another six years. I imagine Myron is greatly relieved. As long as Sarah keeps her seat, he will be able to pull out the My Wife is a Judge Card if any cases are brought against him in Miami-Dade County, whether civil or criminal.
The FIRE SARAH ZABEL! campaign has also officially withdrawn from the election.
In other non-breaking news, a sort of bomb scare shut down a major road for hours yesterday in one of northeast Miami-Dade County’s busiest intersections – Biscayne Boulevard and 163rd Street. As reported by Channel 10, someone left a “suspicious bag” on a picnic table outside the Miami-Dade County Police station on 156th and Biscayne. The bomb squad was quickly dispatched to blow up the bag.
Detective Roy Rutland told Channel 10 that the bag was inspected and determined to be safe.
This story was so important, it even made headlines across the pond in the Daily Mail.
Must have been a slow news day in the United Kingdom, too.
On the upside, there haven’t been any North Miami Beach shootings to report in a couple of weeks. To ease the boredom, my cat Missy decided to turn to a life of crime.
It’s not even my cat. That’s just a funny picture I found while trolling the ‘net in search of something exciting to report.
As long as my boyfriend keeps working on Saturday nights, this is as good as it gets.
No, wait. There is one more thing.
Some man posted on Facebook that his dog died. The next day he posted a rant that none of his Facebook friends clicked “Like” on his previous post. Seriously, this is a grown man who’s whining that no one clicked “Like” to the news that he lost his best friend.
Someone really needs to smack him into next Thursday.