We all remember this song. It made it all seem so simple. And turns out it's not. Who writes, influences, and kills bills, it gets messy. I'm Scott Greenstone. And I'm Libby Dankman. On sound politics, we tell that story, the inside track on how policy gets made in this

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This episode includes descriptions of abuse and discussion of suicide.

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On February 6, 2000, the Sunday after Garfield High School science teacher, Tom Hudson, died.

The Seattle Times published two stories about him.

If you opened the paper that morning, you would have read that this celebrated educator,

the leader of the school's renowned outdoors club, was suspended after a parent complained about his conduct,

that the school district dragged out a month's long investigation into his alleged abuse of boys,

and that Mr. Hudson, who dedicated his whole world to young people, was in agony being isolated

from his students. So he took his own life. One of the stories was a fawning portrait,

written by a news columnist who clearly believed Mr. Hudson had been wronged.

The columnist referenced ancient Greece when a famed philosopher was put on trial for his unorthodox teachings. Like Socrates, she wrote, Hudson walked a line with rulemakers.

But it was the last sentence of the column that made me go cold.

I ran to my dad holding the newspaper.

My dad scanned the piece, his eyes growing wide.

He read the final paragraph aloud, slowly, in disbelief.

It may never be known if the allegations were true, only that they likely played a part in

killing a teacher, best known for showing his students how to survive.

What those Seattle Times stories didn't say is that the original complaint made against Mr. Hudson came from me,

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