Comment: “Justin Raimondo reports that Marco Rubio was arrested in 1990 in a Miami Park after hours that was a notorious gay cruising area….And it gets weirder. The guy Rubio was arrested with in 1990 was sued by Miami in 2007 for running a gay pornography studio out of one of his properties.”
* “Maybe it’s a Miami thing or a Cuban thing or the lisp, but Marco does ping the gaydar kind of hard when you think about it that way.”
A few friends and I at Donald Trump fansite Atlas After Dark have done some digging into the Washington Post story released earlier this week about Marco Rubio’s youthful indiscretions (https://www.washingtonpost.com/politics/rubios-summer-of-90-an-arrest-then-newfound-purpose/2016/01/21/3582a72e-c04d-11e5-bcda-62a36b394160_story.html). As a quick summary: we know that the man Rubio was arrested with in 1990 was sued by Miami in 2007 for running a gay pornography studio out of one of his properties. We believe the totality of the evidence strongly implies that Rubio was engaged in sexual relations with that man in 1990, and that’s why they were arrested. Why the Washington Post reporters did not look more fully into this story, we don’t know. Full story below.
The story, published on January 21st, notes that Rubio was with his friend, Angel Barrios, and another unnamed young man, when they were stopped by the police in Alice C. Wainwright Park at about 10 PM on May 23, 1990. Unfortunately, the article does not give very much information about Mr. Barrios, other than the fact that he owns several coin-operated laundries in the Miami area. So I decided to try and find out who this guy is. His LinkedIn page was easy to find: https://www.linkedin.com/in/angel-barrios-19387360. Further searches revealed a case filed by the City of Miami against an Angel Barrios in 2007, seeking to enjoin him from allowing the use of his residential property for business purposes (http://www.miamigov.com/cityattorney/docs/litigation/Litigation-Report-Dec-2011.pdf). What were these business purposes? The production of pornography for distribution over the internet, by a company named Flava Works. What kind of pornography? Gay pornography: http://flavaworks.com (warning NSFW).
Okay, but maybe “Angel Barrios” is a common name. Maybe they’re totally different Angels! But one of the co-defendants in the City of Miami’s suit was “Barrios Investment Group.” And according to Mr. Barrios’ LinkedIn profile, linked above, what company did he own from 1995-2007? Barrios Investment Group. Angel Barrios the coin-operated-laundromat-owning childhood friend of Marco Rubio is assuredly Angel Barrios, the man sued by Miami in 2007 for running a gay pornography studio out of one of his residential properties.
Now, the story itself notes that this park was notorious at the time for deviant, illegal activity: “Gang warfare, gunfire, prostitution (straight and gay), drug dealing and muggings.” A police officer quoted in the story notes that people went there to drink, do drugs and have sex. So the story itself notes, twice, that this park was frequently used for public sex, both gay and straight. For cruising. A quick google search for “wrainwright park cruising” confirms this, with reviews of the park including: “Wander through and see what you can find. Afternoons are sometimes busy with business men looking for a quickie over lunch. Crowd: Young guys looking for a blow job. Local latinos with loving to share” (http://www.cruisinggays.com/Miami/areas/2416-Alice-Wainwright-Park/). Nonetheless, the article seems to ignore the possibility that young Rubio may have been stopped and arrested for having public sex in that parked car.
Of course, you say, that’s a mighty big leap, to assume he was having sex. Angel Barrios, quoted frequently in the article, notes that they were just “hanging out.” But the information offered by and about Mr. Barrios in the article is deeply suspicious. He seems to be fraught with guilt about that night (“We never even used to go to that area,” he said. “That might have been the first time I went there.”); he says he does not remember key facts about the night (“I don’t think we got handcuffed and taken to jail”); Rubio apparently dedicated an intimate senior yearbook quote to Mr. Barrios; and the two shared a townhouse together after graduating from high school.
So, in 1990, Marco Rubio was found by the police “hanging out” in a parked car, in a dark and secluded park with a reputation as a gay cruising spot, with another young man who he was very very close to, who he lived with after high school, who went on to run a gay pornography studio out of one of his properties. Obviously, nothing is definitive here; unfortunately there is no photo of Angel and Marco caught naked together. But all the facts added together, along with the fact that Rubio has been dogged with rumors about his sexuality for his entire career, do seem to be awfully, awfully suspicious.
* Apparently Rubio was arrested when he was young late in the night at a park notorious for still in the closet gay sex among latino men. This reminds me of posts sailer and unz have made about the powers behind the scenes wanting politicians with baggage so they can control them. Mccain being a rat for the NVA, Hastert being a pedo, Bill Clinton being a rapist, etc.
No wonder the elites are pushing Rubio! And no wonder why he started pushing amnesty even though he ran against it.
The New Republic
June 5, 1995
The White Cloud
Latino America’s stealth virus.
By A.L. Bardach
Freddie Rodriguez is discouraged. He has just come from his afternoon’s activity of trying to stop men from having unprotected sex in Miami’s Alice Wainwright Park, a popular gay cruising spot. Rodriguez, 29, is a slim, handsome Cuban-American with a pale, worried face who works for Health Crisis Network. “I take a bag of condoms to the park with me and I try talking to people before they duck in the bushes and have sex,” he explains. “I tell them how dangerous it is. Sometimes I beg them to use a condom. Sometimes they listen to me. Today, no one was interested.” Most of the men, he says, are Latinos and range in age from 16 to 60. Many are married and would never describe themselves as gay. “Discrimination is not really the issue here. Most Latinos do not identify themselves as gay, so they’re not discriminated against,” he says, his voice drifting off. “Ours is a culture of denial.”
To understand why the second wave of aids is hitting Latinos particularly hard, one would do well to start in Miami. Once a mecca for retirees, South Beach today is a frenzy of dance and sex clubs, for hetero- and homosexual alike. “We have the highest rate of heterosexual transmission in the country, the second-highest number of babies born with aids and we are number one nationwide for teen HIV cases,” says Randi Jenson, reeling off a litany that clearly exhausts him. Jenson supervises the Miami Beach hiv/aids Project and sits on the board of the Gay, Lesbian and Bisexual Community Center. “And we have the highest rate of bisexuality in the country.” When I ask how he knows this, he says, “Trust me on this one, we know…. The numbers to watch for in the future will be Hispanic women–the wives and girlfriends.”
Already, aids is the leading cause of death in Miami and Fort Lauderdale for women ages 25 to 44, four times greater than the national average. According to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (cdc), aids cases among Hispanics have been steadily rising. But any foray into the Latino subculture shows that the numbers do not tell the whole story, and may not even tell half. CDC literature notes that “it is believed that aids-related cases and deaths for Latinos are understated by at least 30 percent. Many Hispanics do not and cannot access HIV testing and health care.” Abetted by widespread shame about homosexuality, a fear of governmental and medical institutions (particularly among undocumented immigrants) and cultural denial as deep as Havana Harbor, aids is moving silently and insistently through Hispanic America. It is the stealth virus.
“No one knows how many Latino HIV cases are out there,” Damian Pardo, an affable Cuban-American, who is president of the board of Health Crisis Network, tells me over lunch in Coral Gables. “All we know is that the numbers are not accurate–that the actual cases are far higher. Everyone in the community lies about HIV.” Everyone, according to Pardo, means the families, the lovers, the priests, the doctors and the patients. “The Hispanic community in South Florida is far more affluent than blacks. More often than not, people see their own family doctor who simply signs a falsified death certificate. It’s a conspiracy of silence and everyone is complicitous.”
Freddie Rodriguez–smart, affluent, urbane–didn’t learn that Luis, his Nicaraguan lover, was HIV-positive until it was too late to do anything about it. “He was my first boyfriend. He would get sick at times but he refused to take a blood test. He said that it was impossible for him to be HIV-positive. I believed him. One day, he disappeared. Didn’t come home, didn’t go to work– just disappeared.” Frantic, Rodriguez called the police and started phoning hospitals. Finally, Luis turned up at Jackson Memorial Hospital. He had been discovered unconscious and rushed to intensive care. When Rodriguez arrived at the hospital, he learned that his lover was in the aids wing. Even then, Luis insisted it was a mistake. Two weeks later, he was dead. “I had to tell Luis’s family that he was gay,” Rodriguez says, “that I was his boyfriend and that he had died of aids. They knew nothing. He lived a completely secret life.”
Although Rodriguez was enraged by his lover’s cowardice, he understood his dilemma all too well. He remembered how hard it was to tell his own family. ” When I was 22, I finally told my parents that I was gay. My mother screamed and ran out of the room. My father raised his hands in front of his eyes and told me, Freddie do you see what’s in front of me? It’s a big, white cloud. I do not hear anything, see anything and I cannot remember anything because it is all in this big white cloud.’ And then he left the room.” One of Rodriguez’s later boyfriends, this one Peruvian, was also HIV-positive, but far more duplicitous. “He flat out lied to me when I asked him. He knew, but he only told me after we broke up, after we had unsafe sex,” says Rodriguez, who remains HIV-negative. “Part of the machismo ethic,” Rodriguez explains, ” is not wearing a condom.”
Miami’s Body Positive, which provides psychological and non-clinical services to aids patients, is housed in a pink concrete bubble off Miami’s Biscayne Boulevard. The building and much of its funding are provided by founder Doris Feinberg, who lost both her sons to aids during the late 1980s. The gay Cuban-American star of MTV’s “The Real World,” Pedro Zamora, worked here for the last five years of his life and started its P.O.P. program–Peer Outreach for Persons Who Are Positive. Ernie Lopez, a 26-year-old Nicaraguan who has been Body Positive’s director for the last five years, estimates that 40 percent of the center’s clients are Latino, in a Miami population that is 70 percent Hispanic. On the day I visit, I see mostly black men at the facility. Lopez warns me not to be fooled. “The Latino numbers are as high as the blacks, but they are not registered,” he says. “Latinos want anonymity. They come in very late–when they are desperate and their disease is very progressed. Often it’s too late to help them.”
