DAY TWENTY FOUR:
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Oct. 4
HHS Secretary Tommy Thompson announced in a White House press briefing yesterday
that, "The Centers for Disease
Control has just confirmed the diagnosis of anthrax in a patient in a Florida
hospital. Based on what we know at this point, it appears that it's an isolated
case. I want to make sure that everybody understands that anthrax is not
contagious and is not communicable, which means it is not spread from person to
person."
Well, so much for boredom. I always detest being home sick not so much because
of the illness, but the excruciating boredom. Reading is impossible after a
while, so one gravitates to the television only to discover that all daytime
programming assumes a viewer IQ somewhere below 70. Sleep is, of course,
advisable when ailing, and would have been sought except for the White House
briefing this afternoon.
What are we here in New York to make of the case of a 63-year-old British-born
man, said to be a tabloid reporter for either the National Enquirer or Sun, who
has mysteriously contracted --- indeed, INHALED --- anthrax in Lantana, Florida?
There are no sheep or goats in Lantana, to wooleries, no natual sources of
anthrax spores.
The last known case of inhalation anthrax in the United States occurred in 1974.
Though such cases are very rare, Thompson noted, "at this point in time, it's an
isolated case. And there is no other indications anybody else has got anthrax."
In testimony before the Senate Appropriations Subcommittee on Wednesday Thompson
came under sharp criticism from both sides of the aisle for lack of preparedness
in the event of a bioterrorism attack. Yesterday Thompson was at pains to point
out that, "Our public health reporting system worked in a very timely fashion,
as I indicated in my testimony yesterday. Florida public health officials
promptly notified their state Health Department, who then notified the Centers
for Disease Control and the FBI. And officials are aggressively investigating
the individual's schedule for the last few weeks and the source of the
infection. I want everybody to understand that sporadic cases of anthrax do
occur in the
United States."
Sporaic, indeed: once very 27 years, it seems.
It is doubtul that in the curent national climate anybody can avoid entertaining
the possibility this is a bioterrorist case, though why anybody would wage an
assault on Lantana is beyond me. Dozens of alternative explanations surface, but
investigators will no doubt have more complete information for us soon. I can't
help wondering what a supermarket tabloid writer might have been doing messing
about with anthrax spores.
My brother and his wife returned from a series of national security meetings in
Germany, and report that country is 100% behind the American anti-terrorism
initiative, whatever it may be. My amie, Dr. Simonet of Paris, called with news
that even the French feel concerned about America's plight, though terrorism is
old hat to Parisians, or so they would have us believe. Even in Paris, however,
the escalation in police presence and bomb searches of late has proven
unnerving, amid rumors that Paris is "the next target".
Paula, who cleans apartments in my building, failed to show up last week. She
arrived today, with large rings under her eyes. I had suspected that her
absence last week was related to a missing church member, last seen inside the
World Trade Center. Today she recounted that of 59 church members in her
all-Caribbean congregation three perished in the World Trade Center. She has
been mourning and praying every night for three weeks. "We all want to go home,"
Paula said. "Every one of us wants so much to go home."
"Does your family want you to go back to Jamaica," I asked.
"Oh yes, so very much! They call every day, 'Please come home,' they say. But I
cannot go. I cannot."
There is no need to ask why she must stay: it's money, of course.
"It must be good to have the support and love of your church around you," I
suggested.
"Oh yes, so much," Paula said, choking up. I let it go at that.
Be well. Be safe. Stand defiant.
Laurie Garrett