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Charlie Miranda and Dick Greco go back a number of years, and it’s no secret that their relationship is strained by the dynamics of the mayoral race. Miranda is less than pleased that the mayor looks so favorably upon the candidacy of (read: discreetly helping) Frank Sanchez. By now, this was supposed to be a Miranda-Bob Buckhorn face-off.

Here’s Miranda’s take: “I’m p.o.ed. Just tell me. I know they’re helping. But that’s life. That’s politics.”

Fund-raising is also a fact of political life, and Miranda lags far behind both Buckhorn, who’s been waiting in the wings and preparing for years, and Sanchez, the return-of-the-native candidate with the boffo resume.

“I won’t be part of an auction,” says Miranda, who revels in his underdog role. “I could raise as much money as anyone else if I wanted to kiss up — and beg.” For the record, Miranda is aiming to raise $150,000. He’s about half way there.

Here’s the fund-raising take of Sanchez, who passed $250,000 a fortnight ago. “My least favorite campaign activity is fund-raising. But campaigns cost money. And opponents can get vicious. You need the wherewithal to rapidly respond.”

Sanchez’s response to those critical of his Tampa hiatus is unequivocally unapologetic. “That’s like saying what I’ve done with my life the last 20 years has no value,” he says. “Filling pot holes and attending council meetings is important, but not the only way to offer value to your community. My sense is that the people of Tampa feel the same way.”

Given the organization, politicking savvy and fund-raising success of Bob Buckhorn and the resume, key connections and fund-raising success of Frank Sanchez, Charlie Miranda isn’t exactly an odds-on favorite to be Tampa’s next mayor. In fact, he ran once before and was hammered. Bob Martinez gave him the anvil treatment in 1979.

City Hall insiders will tell you Miranda, who served on city council from 1974-79 and again from ’95 till now, is accessible, principled and street smart, as well as a solid family guy and an old-school gentleman. He can be wryly funny and a bit of a maverick. He’s never forgotten his public housing roots — nor the meaning of work ethic. He knows the issues and the political process.

He just can’t win the big one.

His base — West Tampa — is too narrow, goes the thinking. In fund-raising, which is equated to political viability, he’s a distant third to Buckhorn and Sanchez.

“I could raise as much money as anyone else if I wanted to kiss up and beg,” says Miranda. “I won’t be part of an auction.”

To date, Miranda has raised some $75,000. His goal is $200,000. On the projection of about 40,000 votes, that averages out to about $5 a vote, points out Miranda.

That should be more than enough, adds the 61-year-old Ybor City native, and sufficient reason not to sell him short this time around.

“I was 39 when I ran for mayor,” recalls Miranda. “You think you know a lot. You don’t know as much as you think.

“Today I’m a much more mature individual,” says Miranda. “I might have carried some chips on my shoulder. No more. I’m wiser.”

And broader based, he contends. In 1999 his (District 1 At Large) votes were “from all over the city,” points out Miranda. “I don’t think I lost but one precinct south of Kennedy.”

Charlie’s Miranda Rites

As city council chairman since ’99, he arguably has earned the respect of those most privy to his Miranda-Rites style. It’s a simple, two-part rule:

1)Never attack a council member from the floor

2)Never go after another council member once the vote is taken.

“Respect for the system is important,’ explains Miranda. “Otherwise, you have chaos. I like to keep things business-like and friendly and interject some humor. I want people to think when they leave city hall: ‘Maybe I didn’t get what I wanted, but I wasn’t mistreated.’ You should still be able to smile afterward. Life is too short.”

But not too short for another shot at Tampa’s political brass ring.

“I will talk facts, not what people want to hear,” promises Miranda, who cites “non-sexy, hard-to-convey-to-the-public” infrastructure issues, such as water, as key priorities. “And in the end, it will all be about trust, knowledge and life experience. The campaign is really about my life. What you see is what you get.”

What the voters will see is a balding, bearded, bilingual candidate who is slight of build, colorful of raiment and confident of purpose. They will also see a father of three successful adult children and the husband of wife Shirley for the last 40 years.

What they will get, says Miranda, is a “hard-nosed guy” who has spent most of his adult life working two or three jobs at a clip — starting with a delivery route for La Gaceta at age 12. He’s bussed and waited tables from Ybor to the resorts near Lake George, NY. He’s been a cook and a doorman, driven a printing house delivery truck and stocked Coca-Cola machines.

“Those days taught me a lot about the world,” says Miranda. “Stuff you don’t learn in any book.

“When I was growing up, it was rough,” he recalls. “But it was clean. We’ve lost that. Gotten too liberal and too comfortable. Gates around communities — keeping in and keeping out.”

Handicapping the Race

At age 36 — 18 years after graduating from Jefferson High School — he received his undergraduate degree in criminology from the University of Tampa.

In the pre-computer era, he worked in the calculating rooms of Tampa’s dog track and jai alai fronton. His aptitude for figures further served him in stints as general manager for the Tampa office of James Talcott Inc. Finance and then comptroller for the old Seawolf Restaurant.

He also has been managing partner for Café Pepe and operator of his own thoroughbred racing stable.

Since 1988 Miranda has been a state steward at Tampa Bay Downs. His (December-to- May) responsibilities range from administering state rules and regulations to judging races and meting out discipline.

“I’m not one for cliches,” says Miranda. “But you want to know what makes a city great? If the people living in it are happy. That means education, police — do you feel safe? — and infrastructure. I’m a firm believer in arts, zoos and parks and recreation. A great believer in ‘K&S’: kids and seniors.”

He’s not, however, a strong advocate of jails — and all the law-and-order, political pandering rhetoric they so easily lend themselves to.

“You’ll never hear me say, ‘I want to build jails,'” notes Miranda. “But it’s not because I’m ‘soft’ on crime. Far from it. But if jails were to solve our problems, they’d be empty by now. We put ’em in, they come out. Now what? It doesn’t work. ‘Build more jails’ sounds good when you package and sell it.

“We have to spend on prevention,” he emphasizes. “Break that chain when they’re young.”

His campaign, underscores Miranda, is not “fancy.” It’s aimed “at the average guy in the street. I think you can apply the principles of running a business and a household. I hold people accountable, and I take zero bullshit.”

He’s also taken the Dick Greco-Frank Sanchez nexus in stride. Sort of.

“That’s life,” shrugs Miranda. “But, yes, it does piss me off. Just tell me. I know they’re helping. I know Linda (McLintock Greco) makes calls. But that’s politics.”

Not surprisingly, Miranda says he likes his chances — and here’s how a horse racing steward handicaps the March ’03 mayoral race:

*”One (Hillsborough County Commissioner Chris Hart) can’t have a base. There’s not a lot of love for county commissioners. 45% of the vote is Hispanic and black, and he’ll get none of it.”

*”One (City Councilman Bob Buckhorn) has been running since Moby Dick was a minnow. Nice guy, but he looks to solve problems after they happen.”

*”One (business consultant Frank Sanchez) was gone some 20 yrs. Politics is all about ‘What have you done for me lately?’ In his case, it’s nothing.”

As post time approaches, the track could get muddy.

Come November, the national notoriety and tragedy surrounding Rilya Wilson and the blatantly inept Florida Department of Children and Families likely won’t result in major political fallout for Gov. Jeb Bush.

Two reasons.

First, DCF has been a bipartisan disgrace for too many years, across too many administrations.

Second, for too many voters, a DCF nightmare — to put it cynically — is just not mainstream enough to influence their vote. Florida is as bad as it gets, but no state does a good job of, in effect, raising the children of those unable or unwilling to do anything other than procreate. Moreover, in the Rilya Wilson case there’s a family-caretaker shoe that seems likely to drop.

Having said that, however, Gov. Bush has not responded well to a scandalous scenario that cries out for outrage. How do you underreact to a lost child? Even right-wing pontificator Bill O’Reilly has — in his own inimitable way — noticed and denounced Bush for his action-challenged response.

The governor said the state would review the case, gave a vote of confidence to DCF head Kathleen Kearney, had his office issue statistics showing funds he has had channeled into DCF and appointed an appropriately hued, blue-ribbon panel. To his credit, Bush did order state personnel to personally check on the children — some 45,000 — currently in state custody.

On balance, however, Bush did not act the part of outraged governor. He looked detached and, well, bureaucratic. The sort of person who would, well, represent a big, bloated social agency chronically lacking sensitivity — and accountability.

The mayoral election is not until March ’03, but signs are manifest that it’s already starting to overheat.

Apparently inquiries have been made into Frank Sanchez’s background. No, nothing to do with Harvard or his work in the Clinton Administration. But whether or not he was actually student body president at Hillsborough High. Honest.

For the record, yes he was.

On or off the record, this is not a good sign for the next 10 months.

And then there was the bizarre incident of Hillsborough County Commissioner Chris Hart, last in and longest shot among the major mayoral candidates, making a big splash on the issue of security. Hart, who often touts his Washington connections, cited a White House study that ranked Tampa as the third most vulnerable terrorist target in the country.

Such an unsettling, official ranking of this city’s pregnable, vincible status got a lot of people’s attention. It also got a lot of scrutiny. What it didn’t get was credibility or political gain. Turns out, no one else is aware of the study, including the Office of Homeland Security. In fact, the spokesman for OHS had never heard of the study — or of Hart, the well-connected, sans-a-Beltway insider.

Once again there is hauntingly familiar news of tragedy and teenagers. Yet another young person has died too soon.

But not via terminal disease, fateful accident or act of God. But an act of judgment.

Sickles High School senior Christopher Fannan was within a week of graduation when he ran afoul of an act of violence. Fannan was among a crowd of teenagers hanging at Steak ‘n Shake early last Sunday morning. There was a brief confrontation with some young men, and Fannan found himself on the receiving end of a fatal punch.

One punch, one life, one tragedy.

But amid the police investigation, the crisis-counseling sessions and a Steak ‘n Shake vigil, one question begs to be asked. Publicly. Yet again.

What were high school kids — imminent graduation notwithstanding — doing out at 4 a.m. Sunday? There are a number of things that can happen at that hour. Almost all of them are bad. Some tragic.

Those wondering about Tampa’s in-state competition for the 2004 GOP Convention can stop speculating. Miami is only serious about the Democrats, and Orlando doesn’t seem serious at all. Orlando was underrepresented with mainly staff people in a recent pitch to the Republican National Committee.

With good reason.

Orlando’s bridled enthusiasm is a function of its tourist-mecca status. The issue is that attendees of a national political convention actually spend a lot of time at the convention — as well as in break-out rooms, lobbies, restaurants, bars and private parties. This is not the Disney World, Universal crowd. It’s not as if the hotel rooms wouldn’t be filled otherwise.

The recently concluded architectural exhibit at the 400 Ashley Drive “cubes” was a bittersweet experience.

The ambitious, urban-design vision for downtown Tampa by talented University of South Florida architectural graduate students was holistically impressive. Its focus ranged from eclectic variations on a residential theme to open spaces to the razing and relocating of the undersized convention center.

The bitter is that this is 2002, not 1962. That there is a Poe Garage on the riverfront. That Fogarty wants too much money for its Channelside property. Etc.

And yet it’s a reminder that downtowns must never venerate the status quo. Money and politics will always impact — and typically drive — development, but somebody has to articulate a vision beyond expedience and fight the good downtown fight. The Torontos and Portlands didn’t happen by accident.

Here’s hoping USF Professor Trent Green and his architectural proteges can build some momentum as well as visionary models.