Oscar's friend and erstwhile protector Tom Fiedler, who lost his job ("retired" it was called) at The Herald in part because of the fallout from his fanatical support for Corral — Fiedler went so far as to accuse Corral's critics of being "chihuahuas" guilty of a "blood libel" — was himself famous for peeking inside another man's drawers, specifically, Gary Hart's, whose tryst in Bimini Fiedler exposed, putting an end to Hart's presidential aspirations even though Hart was a bachelor and had every right to do whatever he pleased with whomever he pleased. I can't help but wonder what Fiedler's advice would have been in this case to his ace reporter, who, in effect, "Biminied" himself.
I do not think that it was The Herald that delayed the news of Corral's arrest three days, as some have suggested. More likely it was Corral himself who didn't come clean with The Herald for two days. Perhaps he thought that he might be able to elude detection; certainly men in a desperate situation have an infinite capacity for self-delusion. Or perhaps he was just afraid; so much about him points in that direction. It must not have been easy for him to accept his fate. One day he's the poster boy for manly resistance to the Cuban-American establishment in Miami and the next day the poster boy is wagging his wiener at what he thinks is some of recepticle of pestilence that turns out to be instead the establishment itself.
We might almost feel pity for his warped nature if he had himself ever shown any to those whose lives he attempted to destroy and whose clean reputations he tarnished. It is impossible not to think that the Divine Finger has balanced the scales of justice in time for the upcoming anniversary of his September 8, 2006 hatchet job on the Miami Moonlighters. But the Divine Finger had nothing to do with it. Some other appendage did Corral in and he has sole control of it.