And he has gone on tour. Not to Miami's barrios, of course, or the taxi stands, restaurant kitchens, hotel laundry rooms and tomato fields where so many Latin Americans work endless hours for little money so they can save, not just for themselves, but the relatives they left behind. Instead, he has hugged Barney at Universal Studios, met Mickey at Disney World, and now he has a dog straight out of an Alpo commercial, a black Lab given to him by a Cuban American in Congress, Rep. Lincoln Diaz-Balart. They're as bad as the gun lobby. When they don't get what they want, they pound their chests and holler.
Flags start waving.
Fax machines get rolling. Phones start ringing. Talk shows heat up in two languages. When that's not enough, they tie up traffic. Yet this story is no different from some ugly child custody disputes that go on regularly in your county courthouse.