To Democrats of Oregon---WAKE UP! The top dogs of the Oregon democratic party shielded and supported a child molestor and if you don't start screaming about this now, I will never vote for another Oregon Democrat again, because you're fucking hypocrits. As a victim of abuse, I find the apathy over Goldschmidt's crime and the fact so many hid the crime for him, because they had no balls and no real souls and zero morality, appalling!
Neil Goldschmidt's molestation of a child while he was mayor of Portland is very disgusting. He should be rotting in some jail cell, being used as a boy toy stand up by a 300 pound dominant flabby tattoed murderer, serving life with nothing left to lose.
Instead, he got away with it. And many people knew about his crimes. I believe a current sheriff, then just an adulterer, bopping Neil's wife, is one of them.
Mrs. Goldschmidt claims now she wouldn't have said one thing to harm Guisto in her statement about what he knew and didn't know. Did she know and do nothing, too? Guisto is the sheriff she was bopping back when her husband was raping a child, although then Guisto was employed by the state police.
These are loser people, all of them, regardless of their social and job status's. They all belong behind bars, preferably together, sharing the cell with the 300 pound lusty convicted murderer. Maybe with two of the latter.
Check out the old story below, by the speech writer, who found out what Goldschmidt had done and reported it--the only person of hundreds, perhaps including our current governor, with the balls to protect a child from a bunch of monsters:
The Goldschmidt Affair
Democrats, Sex Crimes and the Press
By FRED LEONHARDT
In a lather of righteous indignation, a recent Oregonian newspaper editorial demanded that "anyone in Congress who protected Foley should be given the boot, period. And that includes (House Speaker Dennis) Hastert himself," because sheltering a pedophile is "a truly odious act."
The Oregonian neglected to remind its readers that such acts aren't confined to Capitol Hill or to Republicans: In 2004 it reluctantly reported that Governor Ted Kulongoski and others in Portland's political and business circles were accused of knowing former governor Neil Goldschmidt had repeatedly raped his children's 14-year-old babysitter while mayor of Portland in the 1970's.
I was the accuser.
The story of Neil and the girl had circulated for years in Portland bars and boardrooms, among lawyers, judges, reporters, editors, business executives, developers, elected officialsmany of whom had gained power and wealth from their association with Goldschmidt.
No one spoke up; no one confronted him.
Goldschmidt, unencumbered by conscience and sheltered by those who knew the truth, went on to a stellar career: U.S. secretary of transportation, Nike VP, and governor of Oregon, where he was touted as presidential material. As his speechwriter (and as-yet unaware of his sordid past), I proudly helped author Neil's "Children's Agenda," inspiring Oregonians to protect and defend those most vulnerable to poverty, neglect and, too often, sexual predators.
Convinced by Neil's former state police bodyguard in 1994 that the rumors were true, I told Kulongoski, my close friend and at that time Oregon's attorney general. But the statute of limitations had expired, and Neil had obtained a confidentiality agreement from his now-adult victim in exchange for cash.
A child rapist had not only escaped justice and public shame, he cashed in on his government career, becoming the wealthiest and most influential power broker in Oregon. Ted often used a two-word phrase to describe Goldschmidt and others like him who undeservedly attain wealth and power: "Shit floats."
I stayed away from Neil out of disgust, and I assumed Ted would do the same.
But by 2001 when Ted was gearing up to run for governor, he told me that the hardest part of that job would be "keeping Neil at arms length because he asks me to do unethical things."
It turned out to be harder than he thought.
During the campaign, Neil provided political strategy and access to corporate cash. As governor, Ted showered favors on Neil's clients, and in spite of what he knew of Neil's crime, appointed him to the State Board of Higher Education.
This reckless and irresponsible act was more than I could stomach. I took the story of Goldschmidt's crime and Kulongoski's knowledge to the state's leading newspaper, expecting to unleash a firestorm of outrage.
Instead, I encountered a conspiracy of silence and, even more sickening, indifference.
The Oregonian sat on my story for five months until its local rival, Willamette Week, exposed Goldschmidt's past in an investigative report that would later win its author, Nigel Jaquiss, a well-deserved Pulitzer Prize.
As Jaquiss also revealed, mine wasn't The Oregonian's only warning. At least one senior editor and the Oregonian's editorial cartoonist had been tipped off as early as 1986 but had done nothing.
In the aftermath of the scandal's revelation, Portland's elite -- even my former colleagues from the governor's office who, like me, are the fathers of daughters -- collectively shrugged off the consequences of a girl's life destroyed. "Look at the great things Neil's done for Oregon," they would tell me.
Besides, they said, "She must have looked older than 14."
No longer able to ignore my accusations, The Oregonian finally published my story. As a result, an editorial titled, "Ted Kulongoski's Responsibility," demanded that he "answer hard questions about what he knew and when about Goldschmidt's past sexual abuse of an underage girl."
He never answered those questions. But then, no reporter ever asked them.
A few weeks later, The Oregonian's interest had already evaporated; a subsequent editorial referred to Kulongoski as "a man of great integrity."
And one editor recently wrote, "he's honest to a fault and he cares more about the future of Oregon than his own political career."
But why pick on the Oregonian? Ben Bradlee, former Washington Post editor, once said, "Even the very best newspapers have never learned how to handle public figures who lie with a straight face."
Meanwhile, under a governor who wants kids to know he's "on their side," the plight of abused and neglected children in Oregon grows worse while the shame of Oregonians grows less.
Last Halloween, a local lawyer and his wife attended a costume party dressed as "Neil and the babysitter."
This year's horror story is a choice for governor between a Goldschmidt lackey in Kulongoski, and a Goldschmidt consigliere in Portland lawyer and Republican, Ron Saxton.
Trick or treat, indeed.
So Speaker Hastert, I suggest you adopt Kulongoski's playbook for political survival: First, issue a statement saying that you are "greatly surprised, saddened and upset" by the revelations, and that your heart goes out to the victim. Deny you were ever warned about any sexual misconduct with a minor. Repeatedly refer to your own troubled childhood as a reason why you would never protect a pedophile. Then wait for scandal fatigue to set in.
It worked for Ted, it might work for you.
"We're not worried about the issue," Kulongoski's pollster said during his re-election campaign last spring, "because the governor has made it clear all along he knew nothing about the horrible set of circumstances."
Repeat after me, Speaker Hastert: "I knew nothing." Join the legions of enablers who protect the Foleys and Goldschmidts of the world for their own personal gain.
Because in Washington, D.C., as in Oregon, for the privilege of being in on "the deal;" for funds raised and favors granted; for journalistic access to the powers that be; for high political office followed by a high-paid lobbying job children's lives and the public trust are expendable.
Fred Leonhardt is a recovering speechwriter who served on Governor Neil Goldschmidt's senior staff from 1987-1991.
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Friday, November 02, 2007
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Dem.. Repub... all the same. There is no politician on a white horse to save us from these people we vote into office. Every election we fill out our ballots and while we're at it we should just give ourselves a good bash over the head with a brick, because that's what it equates to.
ReplyDeleteI've got a brick. I'll start bashing. They all seem sort of sleazy. I believe it might be the type of people drawn to such power. No white swords. No shining knights. Sad.
ReplyDeleteSad, too, that most heros now are comic book or movie screen variety and that people are content to watch and mimic make believe heros instead of becoming one in real life.