Steven Hatfill's Strange Trip From Accused Terrorist to Medical Adventurer. Steven Hatfill and I were sitting near a balcony overlooking a hangar of bomber jets arranged by war.
We had wandered for hours across the vast aerospace gallery of the Udvar- Hazy Center in Chantilly, Virginia. Hatfill—doctor, ex- Army private, ex- expatriate—relished the chance to kill time among these engineering marvels, and the place seemed to activate his inner gearhead. After co- piloting a Wright brothers’ flight simulator and exhausting the museum’s exhibits, we moved upstairs for lunch. Leaning back in his chair, Hatfill pulled out a tin of Copenhagen tobacco and packed his lip. We got to talking.“Let’s make sure this is a nice article,” he said, calmly. Caught off guard, I stammered. He rarely made time for reporters, and for good reason.
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A decade earlier, major and minor media outlets—dailies, glossies and obscure blogs—had falsely linked him to an act of domestic terrorism. The accusations sprang from government leaks, laced with post- 9/1. It took Hatfill a decade of lawsuits to settle the matter, but by the fall of 2. Hyungwon Kang/Reuters He had drafted schematics for a floating scientific laboratory of sorts, a ruggedized R& D ark that he called the Beagle III. Upon launch, the 1.
Amazon or Borneo, where a crew of scientists would fan out across the rain forest and scour the soil and treetops for novel plant life. Then, aboard the vessel, they would catalog their samples, apply genetic rigor and—ideally—patent new drugs to combat emerging illnesses. In the wake of September 1. U. S. Some who handled the contaminated letters, which threatened “Death to America,” developed blisters and skin lesions. For others, the spores dispersed like aerosol and clung to the lymph nodes before hitting the vital organs. When the dust settled, five people had died, and 1.
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To medical investigators, the symptoms smacked of anthrax, a weapons- grade bacterium, and the FBI began to short- list several government insiders as possible suspects. But on August 6, 2. Attorney General John Ashcroft went on CBS to discuss what the FBI had dubbed Amerithrax, he singled out only one “person of interest”—Steven Hatfill.
The surreality show was already well under way. Days earlier, reporters had camped outside Hatfill’s apartment as the feds tore it apart.
Quoting an anonymous law enforcement official, Newsweek reported with no apparent skepticism that bloodhounds with the scent of anthrax on their noses “went crazy” in Hatfill’s presence. The FBI drained a pond in Maryland in pursuit of underwater evidence but found only silt. The language of forensics lent the coverage an air of empirical truth. But nothing quite added up. For one thing, Hatfill had never worked directly with anthrax.
He wasn’t a bacteriologist, after all; he was a virologist, an expert in hemorrhagic killers like Ebola and Marburg. At the U. S. Army Medical Research Institute of Infectious Diseases (USAMRIID), Hatfill had distinguished himself as an atypical bench scientist. To peers and the occasional journalist, he waxed dystopian about the threats of bioterrorism. At a conference in the late 1. He also wrote a novel, wherein a one- man sleeper cell unleashes a homegrown pathogen inside the Beltway. After leaving USAMRIID in 1. Science Applications International Corp., a private defense and intelligence contractor, where he designed training curricula for government agencies.
In the absence of evidence against Hatfill, stories about his past devolved into tales of questionable veracity. Nicholas Kristof spun out a series of columns in The New York Times that elliptically referred to Hatfill as “Mr. Z,” a cipher from the “shadowy world of counterterror and intelligence.” Don Foster, a “literary forensics” expert from Vassar, asserted in a 1. Vanity Fair article that Hatfill was basically a “rascal” who palled around with bioterrorists. William Philpott/Reuters Hatfill mounted a vigorous defense. He recruited a boisterous talk- radio host named Pat Clawson to serve as his spokesman and suited up for two press conferences to declare his innocence. But his voice, scratchy and trebly, could not drown out the speculation, and his career was in tatters.
So he turned to the courts, with mixed results. Buy Happy Death Day (2017) Hq. A judge dismissed his case against Kristof and The New York Times, and an appeals panel upheld the ruling, saying Hatfill had “voluntarily thrust himself into the debate.” But in a $1. Foster and Vanity Fair he prevailed; publisher Cond.
Former attorney general John Ashcroft also came to eat his words. In 2. 00. 8, the Department of Justice officially exonerated Hatfill and agreed to pay him $5. But outside the media’s gaze, a grenade thrower was still hiding in the shadows. Across a series of blogs and far- right message boards, someone going by the moniker of “the Real Luigi Warren” (a. In 2. 01. 0, after the aggressor surfaced in the comments section of theatlantic. Hatfill’s lawyers made their move.
They sent a six- page letter to the man they assumed to be the real Luigi Warren, a stem- cell researcher at Harvard Medical School named, not incidentally, Luigi Warren. They gave him 1. 4 days to delete the online attacks or have his “reproachable conduct” exposed in litigation. Divx Xvid Movies The Post (2017) here.
But Warren flipped the script. In fact, he had been a prolific post- 9/1. The Hatfill Deception, where he posited that “the campaign to promote Steven Hatfill as a ’person of interest’. In a quest to triangulate their way to the troll, whoever it was, Hatfill’s attorneys roped Google into the lawsuit. The company eventually cooperated, handing over the IP address behind the “Luigi Warren” blogs, hosted by Google’s blogspot. That numerical fingerprint—1.
South Africa, at Stellenbosch University, where Hatfill had earned a master’s degree and completed a medical residency in the early ’9. School officials reported that the machine in question belonged to a radiation oncologist named John Michie. The defendant agreed to a confidential settlement. For the foreseeable future, Hatfill would have to live with being remembered for something hedidn’t do.
Like Richard Jewell, Wen Ho Lee and other innocents caught in a net of false accusations, he would have to write a new story. His boat was just the beginning. Department of Justice/Reuters “I apologize for the mess,” Hatfill said as we trekked through a hallway of boxes and detritus at his suburban D. C. Light slivered through shuttered blinds, and Hatfill began explaining the origin story of the Beagle III. Holed up here in 2. Amerithrax scrutiny, he came across an article in Nature about the state of pharmaceutical research.
Officials from the World Health Organization on down had long warned about an impending “post- antibiotic era,” when superbugs would run unfettered, fueled by evolving bacterial resistance to overused drugs and Big Pharma’s reluctance to develop new arsenals of treatment. Hatfill stared into this abyss, he said, and saw a solution in the shape of a portable riverine laboratory. By 2. 01. 0, the anthrax investigation had come to an unsatisfying coda. A government scientist named Bruce Ivins, whose guilt the FBI had proclaimed with total certainty, ended his own life before charges could be filed.
Meanwhile, Hatfill lowered his profile, finding solace in his family and his “tribe”—an around- the- world cadre of doctors and soldier types. He landed a position at George Washington University as an adjunct assistant professor of emergency medicine. The arrangement allowed him to escape for long stretches of time. He flitted between military bases, where he trained outgoing Navy SEALs and others in battlefield triage. And he increasingly decamped to Puerto Rico, where he had installed a kind of military Outward Bound in the rain forest. At the time, his professional life was fragmented and itinerant. I leafed through to find elevation maps, land surveys and blueprints for Hatfill’s unbuilt, twin- diesel- powered boat.
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