From respect to resentment: My history with the CIA
The US Central Intelligence Agency recently turned 75.
I have my reasons to wish it doesn’t see another birthday
© Getty Images/David Burnett
My initial introduction to the CIA was through the
medium of film and literature. The spy versus spy mystique was alluringly
romantic, with a definite ‘good versus evil’ vibe. I grew up, after all, during
the Cold War, where the ‘red menace’ permeated every fiber of American popular
culture.
I opted to serve my country in the military, and not
as a spy, receiving a commission in the Marine Corps in 1984 as an intelligence
officer. My specialty was combat, not espionage, and it seemed that my path and
that of the premier American intelligence agency were never to cross.
In 1987, the US and the Soviet Union signed the
Intermediate Nuclear Forces (INF) treaty, which included as part of its
compliance verification scheme on-site inspections. I was selected to serve in
the On-Site Inspection Agency (OSIA), a Department of Defense activity tasked
with implementing the on-site inspection provisions of the INF treaty.
The intelligence aspects of monitoring overall Soviet compliance with the INF treaty were overseen by an entity known as the Arms Control Intelligence Staff, or ACIS, which reported directly to the Director, CIA. Early on in my tenure as an inspector, I established a relationship with ACIS that was linked to the unique role I played as an inspector on the ground in the Soviet Union. Over the course of two years, I was twice recognized by the CIA in classified commendations for my work in Votkinsk. The first commendation was from the director of the CIA at the time, William Webster. The second was from the head of the Treaty Monitoring Management Office within ACIS, John Bird.
I detail my relationship with the CIA during this time
in my book, ‘Disarmament in
the time of Perestroika: Arms Control and the End of the Soviet Union’ (published by Clarity Press.) At the time, I viewed
the CIA as a collection of professionals who effectively and diligently carried
out their mission of verifying Soviet compliance with the INF treaty.
Near the end of my tour with OSIA, I was summoned by
John Bird to his office in the agency’s Langley, Virginia, headquarters, where
he offered me a job with the CIA. It was a very good offer, but one which I
turned down. I was a Marine Corps officer, and it was time for me to return to
the Fleet Marine Force.
Shortly after I left OSIA, Iraq invaded Kuwait,
setting in motion events which culminated in Operation Desert Storm, the US-led
war against Iraq. I was assigned to the headquarters of US Central Command, in
Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, where I played a role in what became known as the ‘Great
SCUD Hunt’ – the coalition effort to locate and destroy Iraqi SCUD missile
launchers before they could fire on targets in Israel and the Arabian
Peninsula.
During this time, I was introduced to a unit known as
the Joint Intelligence Liaison Element, or JILES, a CIA team attached directly
to Central Command. I had occasion to work with them on a few projects and
found them to be very professional and approachable.
So far, so good.
After the war, I left the Marines, and was soon
thereafter recruited by the United Nations Special Commission (UNSCOM), created
after the war to oversee the elimination of Iraqi weapons of mass destruction.
Scott Ritter with a team of inspectors in Iraq, 14
January 1998. © KARIM SAHIB / AFP
Shortly after I arrived at the UN headquarters, I once
again found myself working with the CIA. John Bird and ACIS had formed a new
entity, the Iraqi Sanctions Monitoring Office, or ISMO, which had assumed
responsibility for providing intelligence support to UNSCOM. Inspections are an
intelligence-directed activity (i.e., the intelligence community provides
information about the potential targets to be visited by inspectors) and given
my task of overseeing the creation of an intelligence capability within UNSCOM
(known as the Information Assessment Unit, or IAU), I found myself frequently
interfacing with my old colleagues.
Only this time it was different. Not only was I no
longer on the inside, so to speak, but it turned out that my marriage to Marina
Khatiashvili, a Georgian national who I became acquainted with during my time
as an inspector with OSIA, and who I courted and married after leaving the
Marine Corps, had infuriated John Bird, who had apparently been taken to task
for trying to recruit a guy (me) who then went off and married a Soviet.
It didn’t matter that I had broken no rules or laws,
or that the Cold War was over. For John Bird, this was personal.
By the spring of 1992, the tension between UNSCOM and
the CIA over my continued role (I had by this time taken over the ballistic
missile account and was heavily involved in planning and implementing
inspections in Iraq) led the CIA to confront me directly. The agency dispatched
Stu Cohen, a senior officer with experience in arms control, to meet with me.
Stu indicated that the CIA believed it could no longer
provide intelligence support to UNSCOM so long as I was part of the team. He
stated that the CIA believed that my marriage had compromised me.
I told Stu my marriage was literally none of the CIA’s
business, and that I had never done anything that violated my oath of
allegiance to my country.
A compromise was reached where I gave Stu permission
to conduct a thorough investigation into my work with OSIA and my marriage to
Marina. If the CIA uncovered anything untoward, I would quietly resign from
UNSCOM. However, if the CIA found nothing, then I would remain at UNSCOM, and
the CIA would continue to provide unfettered intelligence support.
UNSCOM inspectors installing monitoring cameras at the
Hakam biological warfare agent production facility in Iraq (undated picture).
© HENRY ARVIDSSON / UNSCOM / AFP
A few months later Stu returned. The investigation was
complete. Stu had uncovered a memorandum, written by John Bird, which
stipulated that I was a “known threat” to the United States, and should
be treated as a serious security risk. This letter was the Genesis of all CIA
concerns. Stu had tracked Bird down in Geneva, Switzerland, where he was
participating in arms control negotiations with the Russians.
After a detailed questioning, Bird admitted that he
had no evidence that I had done anything wrong, but that he personally took
exception to my marriage to Marina and wrote the memorandum out of spite.
Stu kept his word, and for the next six years I was
able to carry out my disarmament mission, all the while being supported by the
CIA, which coordinated with me on the most sensitive human, technical, and
imagery intelligence matters.
However, I was shocked at the way a senior CIA
official could seemingly abuse his position to try to ruin the life of an
American citizen simply because he took personal umbrage over something that
had nothing to do with his official duties.
As my work with UNSCOM expanded, so, too, did my
interaction with the CIA. After a series of difficult inspections, where my
performance was singled out by the US intelligence community, I was approached
by a senior CIA officer who encouraged me to apply for a position within the
agency.
At this juncture, I was very conflicted about my work
with UNSCOM. As an American, my loyalty has always been to my country first and
foremost. Shortly after I joined UNSCOM, I traveled to Washington, DC, where I
met with the interagency team, drawn from the State Department, the CIA, and
the Department of Defense, that oversaw support to the UN inspectors. I asked
them to clarify my chain of command – did I work for the UN, or did I take my
orders from the US government?
I was told in no uncertain terms that my job was to
implement Security Council resolutions as directed by the UNSCOM executive
chairman, a Swedish diplomat named Rolf Ekeus.
I proceeded to do just that, only to find that there
was tension between UNSCOM and the US over a US-specific agenda regarding Iraq,
which seemed to support regime change in Iraq over disarmament of Iraqi WMDs.
I was often at the center of this tension, being
pulled in two directions. I always fell back on my instructions to faithfully
execute the orders given to me by the UNSCOM chairman. This did not, however,
assuage the sense of guilt that accrues when one is no longer viewed as being
‘part of the team’, especially when talking about ‘Team USA’.
I applied to the CIA, hoping to land a position as an
analyst in the former Soviet Affairs division, now renamed the Office of
Russian and East European Affairs. I was invited down to Langley, where I
interviewed with a senior manager. The long and short of it was, my application
was rejected because I was considered too ‘old school’ in my thinking. “It’s
not the Cold War,” the manager told me. “We need people who
can look at the Russian problem with a fresh perspective.”
Apparently, my commendations from the director of the
CIA, all based upon analytical work, were not seen as an asset anymore.
There was another part of the CIA, however, which
began taking a greater interest in my work. Known as the Directorate of
Operations, or DO, this aspect of the CIA did not deal with analysis, but
rather the murky world of human intelligence and covert activity. As the work
of UNSCOM transitioned away from the task of accounting for the WMDs declared
by Iraq, to searching for evidence of WMDs that Iraq was hiding from the
inspectors, so, too, did the nature of the inspections themselves.
I was at the center of this transition, taking the
lead in organizing and leading extremely aggressive, confrontational
inspections designed to uncover hidden aspects of Iraq’s undeclared WMD
arsenal. I headed up an international intelligence effort which included the
intelligence services of several nations, including the CIA. We made use of the
entire spectrum of intelligence capabilities to fulfil the mandate of
disarmament set by the Security Council.
After one particularly difficult and high-profile
inspection, which made use of ground penetrating radar developed in conjunction
with the CIA, I was approached by a senior officer from the Special Activities
Division – the paramilitary branch of the CIA, responsible for covert action
around the world. “The agency would like to have you onboard,” he
said, “but your profile is too high. Go back to the Marines, lay low
for a couple of years, and then reapply. We will be waiting for you.”
By the spring of 1994, UNSCOM was transitioning into
long-term monitoring operations, and my skill set – hunting for hidden weapons
– was no longer seen as necessary. So, I returned to the Marine Corps, and did
my best to disappear into obscurity.
It wasn’t meant to be. Within a few months of my new
assignment, I was visited by a CIA team, who briefed me on growing concerns
that Iraq was hiding weapons and seeking my advice on how they should go about
organizing to uncover evidence of their existence.
By September 1994, I was back in New York, on
temporary assignment to UNSCOM, where I began preparations for a new phase of
operations. Back in 1993, I had approached the CIA for help in deploying a
covert signals intelligence capability, under UNSCOM control, to Iraq to
intercept Iraqi radio traffic related to the hiding of WMDs. At that time, the
CIA balked, unwilling to cede control of such a sensitive resource to an
international organization.
I proposed that UNSCOM approach Israel for this
assistance, and the CIA agreed. I made two trips to Israel, where eventually a
deal was struck that had me working with Israeli photographic interpreters to
analyze imagery from UNSCOM-controlled U-2 reconnaissance aircraft. Using this
imagery, I would gain access to real-time Israeli intelligence, which could be
used to direct the work of the inspectors. The British agreed to provide a
signals collection team, and the product would be jointly assessed by the US,
the British, and Israel.
US Air Force U-2 spy plane. © HO / US AIR FORCE
/ AFP
This arrangement was agreed to at a meeting, held at
the Princeton Club in downtown New York, between the new senior CIA liaison for
UNSCOM, Larry Sanchez, Rolf Ekeus, his American deputy, Charles Duelfer, a
senior UNSCOM inspector named Nikita Smidovich, and me.
The Marine Corps, however, would not agree to release
me for an extended period, and so once again I left the Marines, and returned
to UNSCOM, this time under a complicated employment vehicle in which the CIA
funneled money to OSIA, which then paid me per a contract that would be renewed
every six months.
This relationship led to a renewed campaign of
extremely aggressive inspections that touched on the most sensitive
aspects of Iraqi security, including the president of Iraq himself. UNSCOM
believed (rightly so) that presidential security was involved in the hiding of
WMDs from the inspectors.
What we didn’t know is that the CIA was using the
UNSCOM inspections – especially the communications intercepts, which were
focused on presidential security – to implement a covert operation designed to
remove Saddam Hussein from power. This plan was implemented in June 1996, while
a team I was leading was involved in a stand-off with the Iraqi authorities
regarding access to sites affiliated with the Iraqi presidency.
The CIA had used my team to trigger a crisis which was
supposed to end with US cruise missiles taking out Iraqi security forces, while
a unit from the presidential security guards that had been recruited by the CIA
assassinated Saddam Hussein and replaced him with a hand-picked CIA asset. The
coup plot failed spectacularly, humiliating the CIA, which in turn went
searching for someone to blame.
That someone was me.
I knew absolutely nothing about the planned coup. I
had, however, been engaged in the debriefing of Iraqi defectors who were under
the protection of the Jordanian intelligence service. I learned later that
these defectors were simultaneously working with the CIA in support of the coup
effort. I was seeking to get information about how they hid WMDs from UNSCOM;
the CIA was seeking information about how they protected the Iraqi president.
The CIA’s Directorate of Operations put the blame on
me, alleging that I had tipped off Iraq about the information I had learned by
debriefing the Iraqi defectors.
Tired of portraying me as a Russian spy, I was now
painted as spying for Iraq.
Every aspect of my work was now targeted for
disruption by the CIA. Some examples of this include:
- The
CIA director personally intervening to prevent the joint U-2 imagery
exploitation program with Israel;
- The
CIA Chief of Station, Amman, Jordan, intervening with the King of Jordan
to prevent the joint exploitation of missile guidance and control
components intercepted in Jordan following a joint operation involving
myself, Israel, and Jordan. Instead, the CIA diverted the seized materials
to their control, and conducted a technical assessment independent of
UNSCOM;
- The
deliberate release of information regarding the covert signals intercept
operation being conducted by British operatives under UNSCOM control in a
manner designed to compromise the operation, and which put the lives of
the British operators at risk. Eventually the CIA shut down British
involvement, and took over the operation itself, using UNSCOM as a cover,
but without any UNSCOM participation;
- The
sabotage of a joint UNSCOM-UK-Israeli-Romanian operation to infiltrate a
covert Iraqi procurement network in Romania, and track illicit
missile-related equipment back to Iraq where it would be discovered by
inspectors led to the equipment by a tracking device installed in Romania;
- Using
UNSCOM surveillance cameras, installed as part of the long-term monitoring
mission, as a covert communications intercept program without the
authority of UNSCOM.
The CIA had, in effect, declared war on UNSCOM. It was
a war waged by the Directorate for Operations, while at the same time, the
Directorate for Intelligence (the analytical arm of the CIA) continued to
support the inspectors with intelligence of decreasing viability.
Eventually the CIA was able to shut down virtually
every intelligence relationship I had built over the course of seven years of
liaison work.
But that was not enough. Using the U-2 imagery sharing
program with Israel as an excuse, the CIA’s Directorate for Operations notified
the FBI that I was committing espionage by taking classified U-2 imagery to
Israel.
This ignored the reality that the U-2 imagery sharing
program had been approved by the CIA in July 1995, at the Princeton Club
meeting, and that the CIA had turned over every roll of film involved to UNSCOM
for the purpose of joint exploration.
This led to a multi-year investigation by the FBI into
charges that I had spied for Israel.
I was now a Russian, Iraqi, and Israeli spy.
I resigned from my position as an UNSCOM inspector in
August 1998. Before I departed, I was called into the CIA offices at the US
Mission to the United Nations, in New York City. Larry Sanchez, the CIA
official responsible for the UNSCOM account, met me.
“If you resign,” Sanchez warned me, “the FBI is going to
be unleashed. They will charge you with espionage, and you’ll probably be
arrested.”
My only alternative would be to remain at UNSCOM, and
become a compliant tool of the CIA.
I opted to resign. The rest is history.
The pettiness and total lack of integrity that
underscored the nature of my relationship with the CIA is not an isolated
event. The CIA may be staffed with some good people, but as an institution, it
is rotten to the core.
Not only did the CIA do its level best to destroy me
as an individual, but it also conspired to destroy UNSCOM as an institution.
The result was one of the greatest intelligence failures of any intelligence
service in modern history – the fundamentally flawed CIA case that Iraq
possessed WMDs, which was used to justify the 2003 invasion and occupation of
Iraq.
The CIA refused to take responsibility for its
failure. Stu Cohen, who I worked with from 1992-1994, was brought in to attempt a
whitewash, but history
has shown how intellectually dishonest his effort was.
Just like the agency he worked for.
My personal interaction with the Central Intelligence
Agency helped me to see through its legend-infused mystique and realize it did
little more than serve as a bodyguard of lies. Which is why my only wish for
its 75th birthday is that there isn’t a 76th.
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