Look at this scrawny little corrupt politician monkey. Another long-term NY parasite leech! He lies and says the payoffs were all in the name of "protecting the victims and their families". What lying douchewater Sheldon Silver and the rest of his scumbag leech buddies in Albany are!
He’s the shame of New York.
Assembly Speaker Sheldon Silver is the Joe Paterno of the state capital. For decades, he has presided over the Albany cesspool, where uninvited touching, underage binge drinking — and alleged rape — are pastimes encouraged by bored legislators and cronies. Silver saw something.
He didn’t say something.
Instead, he has coddled and enabled filthy sex fiends who infest the state Legislature. He did it with a wink, a smile and hefty checks footed by you, the taxpayer — all in the name of protecting the dysfunctional brand he has spent his working life creating.
He’s got to go.
Even Paterno, the late Penn State coach who hid the serial sex crimes of assistant coach Jerry Sandusky, was eventually shown the door. It’s time to boot Sheldon Silver out of Albany.
Do it before the cesspool overflows.
Shelly Silver, as he’s affectionately known, is a rich lawyer who has served as a Manhattan assemblyman since the administration of President Gerald Ford. He rose to speaker — second in power only to the governor — during the Clinton years.
In that time, the state capital has devolved from a revered institution to a mosh pit. Lawmakers are paid, in part, for the indignity of spending three or four days a week in moldly Albany with the company of painfully young junior staffers. I saw it myself as a starving intern in the ’80s, when I was fired for rebuffing the advances of a married assemblyman. Trouble was, back then, the term “sexual harassment’’ had yet to hit the lexicon.
Things haven’t changed a bit since the days of short skirts and big hair.
Each year, fillies are scooped up under the well-known “Bear Mountain Compact.’’ It means that hookups with young things that occur north of the Bear Mountain Bridge are kept quiet. What happens in the sticks stays in the sticks.
Disgraced alleged groper Vito Lopez, the 71-year-old Brooklyn assemblyman, is just the latest to be accused of touching and harassing girls — four of whom have stepped up to accuse him — young enough to be his grandchildren.
In a now-infamous back-room deal in June, Silver paid two accusers a combined $103,000 in taxpayer money to make them shut up. Depressingly, state Attorney General Eric Schneiderman and Comptroller Thomas DiNapoli approved the hush money.
Silver, for his part, says — too late — that he was “wrong’’ to protect Lopez.
I’ve now written about illicit sex and the state capital for 20 (!) years. And I was naïve enough to think Silver might have cleaned things up. But New York is suffering from a wicked case of déjà vu.
In 2001, Elizabeth Crothers accused Silver aide Michael Boxley of rape. But instead of complaining to cops, she was persuaded to go to the Assembly. There, she was treated with disdain and doubt by Silver. She finally accepted cash to make the claims go away — a decision Crothers regrets to this day.
Perhaps she could have saved another woman if she had stuck to her guns.
Two years after L’affair Boxley, a 22-year-old intern accused him of drugging and raping her.(Boxley was allowed to plead to a lesser charge of sexual misconduct, and spent not a day in jail.)
“Not going along with Silver has its consequences,’’ the victim, who has never gone public, told me in 2008.
“There is a clear message in Albany:‘Keep your mouth shut.’”
Silver finally said he was “wrong’’ about Boxley. Where have I heard that said? Oh, right.