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First Published July 27, 2008 by The Washington Post, written by Karl Vick Republished with permission from Karl Vick The Dark Side Of Dreamland Case Against Former Sheriff Reveals Underside of Orange County Politics July
29,
2008 By
Karl Vick Washington
Post Staff Writer SANTA
ANA, Calif. -- In his glory, Michael S. Carona
appeared to personify the righteous virtue of Orange
County, the famously conservative bastion
that three times elected him sheriff. "Don't
sleep. Don't eat. Because we're coming after
you," Carona famously warned the killer of
Samantha Runnion, the 5-year-old whose 2002
kidnapping cast him as "America's
sheriff," in the phrase of Larry
King. Lantern-jawed and charismatic,
Carona worshiped at the Crystal Cathedral, wept
manfully when appropriate and met with Karl
Rove to discuss a political future that
appeared nothing but bright. So
it was a steep fall from grace when Carona was
charged with corruption and mail fraud last
October, along with his wife and a woman the
federal indictment described as his
"long-time mistress." But the end is not
in sight yet. His attorneys are asking a federal
judge to prevent a future jury from hearing
secretly recorded tapes of Carona snarling racial
epithets, referring vulgarly to women and boasting
of both sexual and political prowess. "I
mean, I've met millionaires, billionaires, and
I've traveled on personal airplanes . . . drank
great wine and, you know, had great booze and had
some, you know, phenomenal [sex] along the
way," Carona told his longtime patron, an
auto auction magnate who was wearing a wire.
"I'm the most lethal [expletive] in politics
in Orange County." The
revelations have disappointed but not quite
shocked Orange County, where the sensibility
enshrined at Anaheim's Disneyland
long has informed local politics, as well. Each
invests heavily in an idealized, lavishly financed
and fervently polished vision of Americana that
few appear to accept as entirely real in the first
place. "I'm
not clear on it. How do you go from this
level," asked Arlan Flaum, on a leather
couch in the tony atrium of the Fashion Island
mall, "and all of a sudden you're the most
corrupt guy in Orange County?" Flaum,
a clothing entrepreneur who has lived in the
county for 50 years, went on to answer his own
question: "There's quite an underground
here that some are privy to and some aren't.
It's amazing the things that do go down." Before
Carona's public disgrace, a superior court judge
last year was sentenced to 27 months for
possession of child pornography. The founder of
the Trinity Broadcasting Network, located behind
white wrought-iron curlicues in Costa Mesa, paid
$425,000 to suppress an account of an alleged
homosexual encounter. The
Orange County Register reported that
the Justice
Department is investigating the
county treasurer for allegedly diverting funds
from a bankrupt trucking company to pay for Botox.
The
discovery that Carona had installed secret video
cameras in his office evoked Richard
Nixon, the Yorba Linda native who
after resigning as president retreated to San
Clemente, a community once represented by a
congressman the John Birch Society had ejected
for "extremism." Flaum
once shook Nixon's hand in a restaurant.
"He was real Orange County," he said. Carona
was, too. "The guy is a real charmer. I voted for him," said Shirley Grindle, who worked in the aeronautical industry that first populated Orange County. She has devoted her retirement to bird-dogging the flow of funds between politicians and the developers who fueled its even more spectacular later growth. Nationwide, only four counties have more people than Orange's 3 million. "It's
a very closed political system for as large as we
are," said Mark Petracca, a political
scientist at the University
of California at Irvine. Alluding to
the title of a satirical TV series set here, he
said Orange County's lightning growth
"arrested its political development." In
Sacramento, some O.C. lawmakers proudly called
themselves "cave men." Carona, by
contrast, publicized his membership in Mensa. "Before
he ran for office, he said he'd like to meet me,
make sure what the rules are," Grindle
said. Once
elected, however, he set out changing the rules,
coaxing lawmakers to allow him to appoint
cronies as assistant sheriffs. One was Don Haidl,
the wealthy owner of an auto auction business
whom Carona placed in charge of reserve
deputies. Haidl
told federal agents that $1,000 contributors got
a badge and a weapon permit. One
"reservist" was convicted of waving
his gun at a group of golfers he thought was
playing too slowly. Another pulled his badge in
a dispute over a parking space. Haidl
resigned in 2004, just before his teenage son
was convicted in the videotaped gang-rape of an
unconscious 16-year-old girl in his Newport
Beach home. But he remained close to Carona,
whom federal prosecutors began investigating the
same year. "I
love you, man, and like, you know, if it weren't
for you, I wouldn't be sheriff of Orange
County," Carona told Haidl, who wore a wire
after secretly pleading guilty to a tax offense.
"You wrote checks to people, you took care
of people. You know, I am done being embarrassed
of my friendship with you." The
federal case involves a paper trail that
prosecutors say shows Carona arranged for
kickbacks for sending clients to a law firm that
included several friends and his mistress, Debra
Hoffman. The indictment lists gifts to the
accused conspirators from Orange County business
owners, including Cartier
watches, Montblanc pens, a $2,500 custom suit
and trips to Las Vegas, Lake
Tahoe and Cabo San Lucas. Carona's
attorneys include defense experts from the
mammoth Jones
Day firm, which refuses to discuss
media reports that it is forgoing a fee in the
case. "This
case marks another step in federal prosecutors'
persistent efforts, in the teeth of withering
judicial and academic criticism, to impose an
undefined federal code of ethics on local
elected officials through the vague language of
the honest services fraud statute," the
defense argued in an unsuccessful motion to
dismiss. The
defense is lately working to dilute the unsavory
flavor of the government exhibits. On the tapes,
Carona remarks on being photographed with
"some whore from Russia" on his lap
and, separately, beside a strip bar owner with
reputed mob ties. Prosecutors possess a tape
from an answering machine that a cellphone
accidentally dialed while the sheriff was having
sex with a female deputy in a county vehicle. Court
papers indicate the woman has turned state's
witness, sharing with investigators
"without limitation, physical
characteristics, the kinds of sex he preferred,
examples of sexual talk, and a nickname he used
for his private parts." That
would be "The Little Sheriff,"
according to birthday cards published in the
alternative O.C. Weekly, which was leery of
Carona early on. Reporter R. Scott Moxley
recalled being put off by the sheriff's phalanx
of bodyguards (who called him "Braveheart")
and Carona's choice of diversionary tactic
during an interview on campaign contributors. "In
the middle of these discussions, he's saying to
me: 'Hey, I got these great helicopters. You
want to go up in a helicopter?' " Moxley
said. The
high life was what he really cared about, Carona
told Haidl. "All
the guys that, you know, got a lot of zeros, you
know, in their bank accounts have checkered
pasts, man," he said one July night last
year. "Didn't want anything from me. They
just enjoyed having fun and, you know, probably
liked hanging out with the sheriff, thought that
was cool. And I liked hanging out with them
'cause I thought that was cool.
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