Come for the sunshine; stay for the insanity

Having been born and raised in Miami, I look back at Florida with some fascination. In fact, I’ve long harbored a silly notion that all bad things that happen in this country have an almost direct connection to the Sunshine State. After the Elian Gonzalez controversy, the 2000 election debacle, the original anthrax letters, the flying lessons for the 9/11 terrorists, and the Terri Schiavo matter, it’s hard not to notice that Carl Hiaasen doesn’t have to exaggerate much for his novels.

And in case Florida’s “eccentricities” weren’t obvious before, publishers of non-fiction are helping educate the rest of the country.

How weird is Florida? So weird that not one, not two, but three different books have been titled “Weird Florida.”

The first, written by Palm Beach Post reporter Eliot Kleinberg, hit stores in 1998 and detailed years of strange news stories. Charlie Carlson published his “Weird Florida” in 2005 documenting unusual sites around the state. Now Kleinberg is coming out with a “Weird Florida II” in January with more true, offbeat stories.

“I’m already putting together a file for book three,” Kleinberg said of his works. “If I thought for a second that Florida was going to stop being weird, I’d be worried. There’s no signs of abatement.”

Florida did indeed have scores of weird stories in 2005, from the woman who concealed a stolen parrot in her bra to a beagle puppy that was trained to sniff out pythons to a Key West man who robbed a bank with a pitchfork.

I can appreciate that people in across the country are prepared to argue that their state is bizarre. It’s almost a matter of civic pride. But as Tom Tomorrow noted earlier this year, there’s just something about Florida that makes it a “cauldron of craziness.”

My question, for anyone who might be able to explain it to me, is how this tropical state managed to become such an attraction for disaster.

Is it the influx of immigrants from around the world who don’t always get along with one another? The competition between cultures and languages? Too much sun?

Mike Wilson, the Floridian editor of the St. Petersburg Times, wrote an item (which is no longer available online) suggesting that it’s more of a genetic problem.

Friends in other states expect me to defend Florida in times like these. But like a parent making excuses for an aberrant teenager, justifying it is the best I can do. Look, this isn’t Boston, founded on intellect and the principles of religious freedom. This is Florida, founded by hucksters and luckless dreamers. Eccentricity is in its DNA.

Wilson was Guatemala in the early 1990s on assignment. While there, he spoke with locals who said they couldn’t imagine living in Florida. It was, in their minds, “too dangerous” and too overwrought with “bad people.”

Guatemala was in its 25th year of a civil war at the time.

I’ve lived in both Florida and New Jersey and the former has nothing on the latter, which has enough oddness to facilitate a monthly magazine called “Weird NJ.”

Both do have two things in common, though, that might explain their inherent weirdness.

First, they are defined by two large highways that cut through the states, thereby inviting transience and the personal disregard that comes with it.

Second, they are essentially rural states without real cities. New Jersey may be the most densely populated state and noted for its vast industrial wastelands, but it is also home to the Pine Barrens and forests west of Morristown. It is bookended by New York City and Philadelphia, but remains a backwater to both; and Newark and Trenton, which has but one real hotel, are both crime-infested slums that no one goes to. Florida’s cities are just strip malls and office parks stricken with elephantitis, except Orlando, which is an aggregation of amusement parks and the parking lots and motels that serve them, and Miami, which, as a friend once described it perfectly, is The Bronx with palm trees. Once you get beyond their reach, Florida north of Orlando is basically Georgia, and south of Florida Louisiana.

  • One of my favorite books is “The Orchid Thief” http://tinyurl.com/9cldc by Susan Orlean. Florida comes out looking like an integrated circuit with all the paths and connections comprised of every possible semi-legal and illegal product, creature and activity ever conceived of by man.

    I’m already pretty sceptical about the level of sophistication to which humanity has evolved. Florida is a place where the baser instincts of homo sapiens are allowed to roam. Scam, score, soak up some rays. No real big surprises I don’t think.

    Even so, I always like to cross the FlorAbama border when I visit my relatives in Mobile. Great birding, beautiful beaches, a comfy coastal atmosphere, yummy oysters, ice cold beer, friendly folks, exotic plants and you never know when you might run acoss a bale of good pot on the beach or on the side of the road.

  • I had lived in Gainesville, FL for about 16 years (up to the time I left to start graduate school, when I left for Arizona–just as loopy, if not more so). I live in upstate NY now, and was struck (as in with a figurative 2×4) with how different it is there.

    But Florida is easily one of the most unique states in the Union. Southerners are apt to say that Florida isn’t a Southern state, given all the snowbirds, Spanish heritage, and foreign immigrants. But Florida has the old Cracker culture that, while unique and charming in many respects, is not too different from the rest of the Old South in terms of its racism and religiosity. The snowbirds, however, brought in a level of personal wealth that the other Southern states simply don’t have. I suppose that’s the only real difference the snowbirds make, because I never detected a “Northern” influence there, ever.

    And as AYM correctly noted, Florida consists of different regions that are entirely distinct from each other, further complicating generalizations about that state.

  • I was born and raised in Miami too. It’s the heat, humidity and allergens. It’s the magnetic fields. It’s an alien presence (in the sci fi sense)…I don’t know. I’ve lived in New York City for the last 30 years and Miami still creeps me out when I visit family there. Northern Florida does not produce the same effect. I’d search for the epicenter of craziness somewhere south of Dadeland. Mmmmmm…my mother’s house would be a good place to start…

  • I’ve never lived in Florida or Texas, but it just seems that Texas has just as many (if not more) lunatic occurrences as does Florida. Maybe it has to do with all of that Bush and Rethug thing in Texas that makes the politics there so abjectly bereft of common sense or integrity.

  • I was born in Boston, raised in Seattle, then transplanted to Florida at the age of 15, where I currently reside and attend FSU. I often wonder these same things.

  • Well I am from New Orleans and there is no shortness of wierdness from either New Orleans or Louisiana.

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