The billionaire Clippers owner claims he's creating a major homeless center. He's not, but image is what counts.
The advertisements usually run in the A section of the Los Angeles Times. Sometimes they feature a little redheaded girl, who looks as if she’s a demented extra from the old horror flick Children of the Corn. Other times there’s a color sketch of a huge glass building and a blissful blue sky, with the heart-tugging quote, “Please don’t forget the children, they need our help.” And almost always there’s a giant picture of an older man with gray hair, sleepy eyes and a white toothy smile. That man is Donald T. Sterling, real estate mogul and owner of the Los Angeles Clippers.
Rena Kosnett
(Click to enlarge)
In his head: A warehouse sits behind concertina wire at the address Sterling claims to be turning into a gleaming homeless complex.
For nearly two years now, Sterling has been trumpeting the arrival of a brand-spanking-new medical and legal facility in the heart of Skid Row — the Donald T. Sterling Homeless Center. The advertisements promise a “state-of-the-art $50 million” building on Sixth and Wall streets, whose “objective” is to “educate, rehabilitate, provide medical care and a courtroom for existing homeless.” The italics are Sterling’s. The ads also remind sophisticated L.A. Times readers that “the homeless need our help.”
Click here for a slideshow of Sterling's L.A. Times ads.
Sterling rarely talks to the press, and instead has long preferred to communicate with the outside world through prime advertising space in the Times. Over the past two months, the public has learned through his awkwardly designed ads that Sterling plans to hire attorneys and expand his “prestigious Beverly Hills law firm,” that he seeks three “exceptional executive assistants” for his corporation, and that he is offering a “proposed credit line” of $1,050,000,000 “for acquisition of real property in Southern California & Nevada.” Business, it appears, is booming.
When Sterling first plugged the opening of a homeless center in April 2006, homeless-services operators, politicians and downtown business owners were stunned and intrigued.
“When it first came out, we all thought, ‘How did we not hear about it?’ ” says downtown real estate developer Tom Gilmore, who served for six years on the Los Angeles Homeless Services Authority.
Phone calls were made to Sterling World Plaza, at 9441 Wilshire Boulevard in Beverly Hills. Politicians in City Hall who would have to approve any such project, as well as pols on the powerful Los Angeles County Board of Supervisors who oversee the region’s key poverty programs — although they would have no direct say — waited for more-detailed plans. And the media-ducking Donald T. Sterling even made a personal appearance on Skid Row. Buzz was in the air. One of Los Angeles’ most prominent real estate holders, who, according to the Los Angeles Business Journal, became a billionaire by offering luxury housing in Santa Monica, Beverly Hills and Westwood, appeared to be recalibrating his business expertise to achieve some kind of larger good.
These days, though, Sterling’s vow to help the homeless is looking more like a troubling, ego-inflating gimmick dreamed up by a very rich man with a peculiar public-relations sense: Witness his regular advertisements proclaiming another “humanitarian of the year” award — for himself. From homeless-services operators to local politicians, no one has received specifics for the proposed Sterling Homeless Center. They aren’t the least bit convinced that the project exists.
“He uses every opportunity to have it announced somewhere,” says Alice Callaghan, an Episcopal priest who runs the Skid Row day-care and education center Las Familias del Pueblo. “But it sounds like a phantom project to me.”
“I’m generally a very optimistic person,” Gilmore says, “but this thing smells like shit. The L.A. Times ads aren’t cheap. He could’ve stopped buying the ads and spent that money on homeless people.” Gilmore, who’s been working downtown since 1992, adds, “I’ve never seen [Sterling] down here in my life.”
Joel John Roberts, chief executive officer of People Assisting the Homeless — which briefly talked with a Sterling middleman about the project — sums up the bewilderment spreading through the homeless-activist community, saying, “I don’t know what his motives are.”
Between the summer of 2004 and the winter of 2005, Donald T. Sterling went through a tough run of bad press, during which any smart media-crisis consultant would have told him to find a way to convince the public — and the media — that he was a good guy. The unpleasantness started on August 12, 2004, when the widely read Web site the Smoking Gun ran an article headlined “NBA Owner in Sex Scandal — Los Angeles Clippers boss admitted he paid to play.”
Reporting on the sex scandal, which was then picked up by Defamer, Smoking Gun detailed how Sterling allegedly paid $500 a trick to apparent girlfriend Alexandra Castro, whom the billionaire was suing over a $1 million Beverly Hills home on South Rodeo Drive, which Castro said he gave her. Although the house’s title was in Castro’s name, Sterling insisted in court documents that the house was an investment, and that he wanted the title switched to his name. As the lawsuit dragged on, Castro’s lawyer deposed Sterling twice. In court documents, it appeared that Sterling did give the home as a gift. Sterling ultimately backed off, and the two sides settled without a trial.
A few months after that hubbub, Smoking Gun released several pages of graphic, salacious sworn testimony Sterling had given in an August 13 and 14, 2003, deposition as part of his suit against Castro. It was not the kind of news story any megarich pro-basketball owner wants floating across the Internet.
“Well, I fool around sometimes,” Sterling told Castro’s lawyer, Doug Bagby, according to the document published by Smoking Gun. A different lawyer who was tracking the case at the time tells the L.A. Weekly that Bagby deposed the real estate mogul for more than 12 hours in Beverly Hills. Today, the court file of that deposition, stored in a Santa Monica courthouse, has hundreds of pages missing. According to the document posted on the site, Sterling said that he and Castro had sex “on many occasions” at his Beverly Hills office — dubbed Sterling World Plaza by the billionaire — and that she was “providing sex for money.”
Sang Yoon's latest is bigger and probably better than the original. But can you get a seat?
Anime on overdrive from the Wachowski brothers
Plus food from former Hollywood Roosevelt chef Michael McDonald ... wined and dined in Hermosa Beach
Anatomy of a false confession
Back in black (and yellow) face
A community thrown into shadow and vistas of the Hollywood sign could be destroyed
Notes from the taquero resistance
Is City Hall corrupt, or just inept?
Crowd at Mozza saw the Lakers squad gather in a private dining room to study the Jazz-Rockets game over pizza. Guess who paid?
Is slow growth back, or is this the eve of construction?
Opening of West Hollywood's "ridiculously fun" Saturday-night party at the Ultra Suede club
Mecca for the monied can't get a loan, but is likely to get City Council's nod
A community thrown into shadow and vistas of the Hollywood sign could be destroyed
Sang Yoon's latest is bigger and probably better than the original. But can you get a seat?
Anime on overdrive from the Wachowski brothers
Plus food from former Hollywood Roosevelt chef Michael McDonald ... wined and dined in Hermosa Beach
• Advertisement •
Campe Freddy brings out the big guns including Lemmy and Check Yo Ponytail's final party
British R&B group The Heavy and some Playboy bunnies sec up the already seductive Bordello Bar.
Shots from Ultra Suede nighclub's new Saturday night bash.
Is slow growth back, or is this the eve of construction?
The mayor says he allowed a record deficit, not knowing the economy had soured
Mecca for the monied can't get a loan, but is likely to get City Council's nod
Will he be a free bird or a jailbird?
Apolitical L.A. roars at deficit-mired Villaraigosa
Opening of West Hollywood's "ridiculously fun" Saturday-night party at the Ultra Suede club
A community thrown into shadow and vistas of the Hollywood sign could be destroyed
... bum out Obama, and give a little nod to McCain
A new breed of power broker is staking out the White House. Their names are Bernard and Gifford
Comments
View comments (21)