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Judicial Tyranny and Minority Rights

In 1959, Frank Sinatra starred in immigrant filmmaker Frank Capra's last movie, Hole in the Head. Featuring the Academy Award-winning song "High Hopes," it was about a widower father (Sinatra) struggling with a mortgaged hotel on Miami Beach. Miami was a year-round, warm and sunny resort for Northeasterners. Culturally, it was a suburb of New York or Philadelphia. Everything in Miami revolved around the tourist season. Miami—the Winter Borscht Belt.

Ten years later, Alan Arkin starred in Poppi, another period piece. Arkin is a widower with two sons. They are Puerto Ricans living in a ratty neighborhood in New York City. Arkin sees the benefits Cuban refugees get and plots to float his boys in a boat so the Coast Guard will pick them up as Cubans. The boys will then enjoy the good life.

Arkin goes into a downtown Miami tavern at night, walks along the pier, has slapstick escapades in a hospital. The bartenders, boatmen, nurses, hospital orderlies, doctors all speak English! When the sons need to speak to the doctors, or government officials, or anybody at the hospital, an interpreter must be summoned. The boys can speak English, but to get benefits they must fake being Cubans by speaking only Spanish. The hospital has no one, save the interpreter, who speaks Spanish. In 1969, English was the language of most Miamians.

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