Sep
29
2009
I’m not a good enough Catholic to judge Rev. David Dueppen, and frankly, neither are you. For those men angry about the Pembroke Pines priest who had sex with a stripper: Maybe you’re just mad that you didn’t think of it first:
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To hear the stripper Beatrice Hernandez tell it, Dueppen was a jerk. But the single thing that separates his case from the flotsam of immorality that you’ll find in the local family court files is the defendant’s holy vocation.
Ironically, for all this talk about another “black eye” for the Archdiocese of Miami, maybe Dueppen’s story will “inspire” a new generation of priests in a church that’s desperate for recruits. Besides the NFL, how many jobs out there require a man to work only on the weekend, yet still offer the combination of local celebrity and free time needed for having sex with strippers during the workweek?
See the full article from “Broward New Times”
Sep
28
2009
Strip club sues Hallandale Beach
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The federal lawsuit marks yet another development surrounding the Cheetah raid. Even though 18 arrests were made the night of the March 7, authorities say the criminal inquiry into the strip club continues.
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In June, Good sent a letter to Rodriguez, notifying him that the strip club’s occupational licenses were being pulled because the business threatened “the health, safety and welfare of the City’s residents.” Good said the Cheetah was a public nuisance.
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In court documents, the attorneys argue that the city’s current laws governing adult entertainment are so harsh that a new strip club would not be able to operate unless it could inherit the special treatment grandfathered into the Cheetah’s business licenses. The city also failed to give proper notice that the licenses were about to be pulled, the Cheetah’s legal team claimed.
See the full article from “Sun-Sentinel.com”
Sep
28
2009
In the official “Year for Priests,” dedicated by Pope Benedict, a priest in Florida has upped the ante on clerical malfeasance, allegedly fathering a child with a stripper, and threatening the woman with violence. What will it take for the Catholic Church to begin to take responsibility for priests gone wild?
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When theologians are silenced by the Congregation for the Doctrine of the Faith for questioning Christology, while sexual abusers get a little counseling and reassignment for defiling children, becoming baby daddies, and spending the collection on strippers, I have to wonder why I (or any other sane person) stays with this church. My response lately is to say that I stay to advocate for the laity, not for the wolves in liturgical garments. I know many good priests and other religious leaders who struggle with sexuality (and other issues as we all do) but they do not inflict their pain or struggles upon those who are weak and helpless. Nor do they spout sanctimonious words in the attempt to obfuscate the real issues of sin within the church ranks.
See the full article from “Religion Dispatches”
Sep
25
2009
Back in 2006, Dr. Leonard Hochstein, a renowned Miami plastic surgeon nicknamed the “Boob God,” posted photos of one Monica Hansen on his website. Ms. Hansen, a busty former Miss Norway, Playboy model and Maxim Magazine’s 2006 “Woman of the Year,” was a former client and briefly his girlfriend, according to the good doctor.
Hansen sued, claiming she never gave Hochstein permission to use her photos in his advertisements. A Los Angeles jury awarded her a $564,555 default judgment in July.
Now, Hochstein is striking back. He’s got a hearing in L.A. next week to ask a judge to set aside the award. And he’s armed with what looks like a damning email from Hansen to Michelle Braun — a notorious Boca Raton madame who was arrested this spring and charged with running a multi-million dollar prostitution ring.
See the full article from “Miami New Times”
Sep
25
2009
Vintage-loving Louise was delighted she got film noir as her choice. But banging out a negligee in black lace panels was not a good idea, as Tim explained her subtlety tended to get lost in the shuffle. I’d also caution Lulu against using such dark colors, this time black. It read poorly on model-muse Fatma, and let’s not forget, Gilda’s Rita Hayworth wore red, even if the film was in black and white.
Down on the farm, Shirin decides western means Miss Kitty’s Brothel Best, and poufs up a ruffled working girl nightmare to prove it. Epperson, however, decides to turn a cow-patty into gold, as he envisions “Life on the Farm During Wartime” for model Matar. That plotline was ripped straight from Cold Mountain, but Epperson chose a dark denim and brown leather as his main fabrics, and whipped up something worthy of Ralph Lauren, gun and holster included.
See the full article from “Palm Beach Post”