The Oath with Chuck Rosenberg
1. Jim Comey: Mobsters and Monsters
Chuck Rosenberg: Welcome to The Oath. I’m Chuck Rosenberg, and I am honored to be your host for a series of compelling conversations with really interesting people from the world of public service. All of my guests share one thing: They took an oath mandated by Congress to support the Constitution of the United States, and to defend it against enemies, both foreign and domestic. I have taken or administered that oath many times throughout my long career in federal law enforcement. And each time I hear it it inspires me anew, because with it we dedicate ourselves not to any person or political party, not to any particular president, but to the Constitution of the United States and to the ideals it represents. On each episode, I speak with someone who fulfilled that solemn vow with the sincerity and dedication that it deserves. Today, my guest is Jim Comey. Over the course of a long and remarkable career in public service Jim has worked at the very highest levels of government in some of its most important roles. He was a federal prosecutor in New York and Virginia before President Bush appointed him to be the U.S. Attorney for the Southern District of New York. It is one of the most important federal judicial districts in the nation. Jim Comey later served under John Ashcroft as the deputy attorney general of the United States the second highest position in the Department of Justice. And in 2013, President Barack Obama selected Jim to be the seventh director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Jim and I go way back. He was my colleague, and then my boss. He has always been my friend. Last year he published a book, A Higher Loyalty. And despite knowing Jim for decades, I learned more about him from that book. Jim Comey, thank you so much for being my first guest ever.
Jim Comey: It’s great to be here Chuck.
Rosenberg: Now, I thought your book was extraordinary. I really did. But I was somewhat disappointed that a lot of what you talked about after the book came out had more to do with the last several chapters and little to do with the first several chapters. And I hope you didn’t mind sort of going back with me and talking about the first several chapters.
Comey: I don’t and I was disappointed that more folks weren’t interested in them. I almost left out the Trump stuff from the book and my literary agents convinced me it had to be in there.
Rosenberg: If for instance you wanted to sell one.
Comey: Yeah there was that.
Rosenberg: You were born in Yonkers and I recall you having in your office when you were FBI director a picture of your grandfather on the wall. Tell us about him.
Comey: My grandfather William J. Comey was the child of Irish immigrants and is one of my heroes. His family settled in an Irish enclave in Yonkers New York neighborhood called The Hill. His father was killed in an industrial accident when he was in the sixth grade.
Rosenberg: Your great grandfather?
Comey: Yeah, my great grandfather. And so my grandfather was the oldest of five siblings. In the sixth grade he had to drop out of school to go to work to support the family. And that’s the reason my grandfather, I can close my eyes and hear him saying it, would say over and over again, “never forget an education is no burden to carry” because he never got to carry that burden. He never got an education he never went past the sixth grade but he did something when he became an adult. He joined the Yonkers police department and he rose up through the ranks to become the leader of that department. And at the end of a forty year career. And so the picture I have is a picture from 1929 of him then as a detective walking a subject who’s in custody who’s been in a shootout with the police named Joseph Heel. It’s a perp walk and it shows my pop there who was a tall well-dressed guy.
Rosenberg: And that’s what you called him, pop.
Comey: Yeah. And so pop Comey is walking Joseph Heel past the media on the way to court. And so it hung on my wall when I was director and it’s still on my wall in my office at home.
Rosenberg: Yeah I thought that was a really cool picture by the way.
Comey: Yeah, he was a cool dude. He was a person of tremendous integrity. I remember as a kid being told the stories about prohibition when pop, who liked to drink, ordered his men–he was then a leader in the Yonkers police department–to cut the fire hoses that were transporting beer between the Bronx and Yonkers so the beer just ran into the drains and the bootleggers, the gangsters, were so upset by that. My dad remembers armed police officers having to stand around their home at night to protect my grandfather because he had made this decision and it always struck me even I couldn’t put in these terms as a little kid. That’s an example of putting the standards, the values, that you’re committed to above your personal interests. I’m sure my pop would have loved to have had a beer.
Rosenberg: I’m sure he’s proud of you too.
Comey: I hope so.
Rosenberg: When you were a little kid you moved to Allendale, New Jersey and you also said that you were a bit of a tall gangly kid and a bit of a nerd, I think is your own word. But you describe in your book about being bullied.
Comey: I was in fifth grade we moved from Yonkers, New York to Allendale, New Jersey. And so it was moving from a New York really lower middle class neighborhood to much more of a middle class suburban environment. And I think, I didn’t know it at the time, but I had a slight New York accent and I stuck out because I didn’t wear nice clothes.
Rosenberg: So a New York accent sticks out in New Jersey?
Comey: Yeah, Northern New Jersey, it doesn’t have the New York accent of the Bronx which is it just just below where Yonkers is. It was noticeable to them at the time and I had a bit of a mouth although I didn’t have the body to back up anything I said. And so people picked on me. And again I’m blaming myself just a teeny bit because I think when I was knocked to the ground I would say something smart when I stood back up. But mostly they picked on me because I was different. It was a huge part of my life because I spent so much time trying to figure out how to walk, where to go, where to dress for gym to avoid them. And the reason it’s in my book is I think it had a big effect on who I am as a person. As painful as it was for me as a kid I think it made me a better person and a bunch of different ways. But it also explains why I, as am sure you did, love the work I did trying to protect innocent people from bullies because that’s what Cosa Nostra is, the mafia. There are just those people who terrorized you on the playground now terrorizing a neighborhood a city, a region, shopkeepers afraid, business owners afraid. The opportunity to free people from that grip is some of the most rewarding work I’ve ever done.
Rosenberg: Speaking of being afraid, on October 28th 1977 you were home alone and this criminal burst into your home. Can you tell us about that?
Comey: Yeah. That summer and fall in northern New Jersey was the time of the Ramsey Rapist. It was the same summer that a killer, known in the media as Son of Sam.
Rosenberg: Which I remember well.
Comey: From growing up in the New York area. Right and so on the other side of the city from where you were in northern New Jersey there was a serial rapist and robber who was coined the Ramsey Rapist because Ramsey was one of the towns were his home invasions and rapes had started. And it got so so big in my area that the Boy Scouts ran a service in the days before cell phone that if a girl was babysitting the Boy Scouts would call every half hour to check on the kid and my brothers who were scouts participated in that. I hosted as part of the student council a dance that fall for incoming freshmen and the lights went out. It was a power failure at the high school and there was mass panic because the rumor started that the Ramsey Rapist was coming to select a target. I remember standing on a desk in that darkened cafeteria telling these freshmen just to chill out that they should stop being so afraid. That was one week before the Ramsey rapist kicked in my parent’s front door where my brother and I were home alone.
Rosenberg: So your parents are out for the evening. Your brother and your sister Trish are also out. You’re home alone with Peter.
Comey: Yep. And I was such a nerd that I was in my bedroom writing an article for a literary magazine about peer pressure and Peter’s downstairs watching television and the Ramsey Rapist was looking in the window and must have seen my parents leave after saying goodbye to a figure in the dark in the basement and the police know this because they found his footprints outside a basement window but also because he kicked in the front door and went immediately down the stairs. He knew someone was down in the basement. They thought, he probably thought that was my sister and thank God it wasn’t.
Rosenberg: That was Peter though.
Comey: It was Peter and so Peter heard footsteps coming down the stairs. Our dog growled and so Peter ran to hide in a corner of the basement. The guy stood at one end of the basement with the gun pointed at him and said, “come out of there come out of there”. So he knew somebody was there and then he led them upstairs to my parent’s bedroom right past my doorway.
Rosenberg: So at this point you still don’t know that there’s somebody else in your house and that Peter is in danger.
Comey: You have no idea. And I hear sounds in my parents bedroom, doors opening and closing, drawers slamming. And so I think, oh my god, my brothers are screwing around in Mom and Dad’s room. So I get up and I slide open the bathroom door. My room connected to my parents room by a bathroom. I slid open the solid wood door and it looked through the dark bathroom and in the lighted bedroom I could see my brother Peter lying face down on my dad’s side of the bed closest to the bathroom with his face towards me but his eyes tightly closed and so, I thought, Chris must have to hit him what are they doing? And so I stepped through the bathroom one, two steps and then into the light and when I stepped into the light I looked to my right and there was a guy wearing a knit ski hat and holding a gun. Looking at my parents closet and he turned and looked at me and I looked at him and a really, really strange thing happened to me. I lost my vision.
Rosenberg: What do you mean you lost your vision?
Comey: In a second. It was almost like my eyes closed like you’re closing some kids toy so it’s dark and then it opened again. I didn’t close my eyes and it was my vision was fuzzy my whole body started throbbing in a way I’ve never felt before. And the gunman looked at me and took two quick steps and jumped on Pete and put he was holding the gun in his left hand he stuck the gun in his ear and said to me, “You move kid and I’ll blow his head off.”
Rosenberg: How old was Peter?
Comey: I was a senior he was a sophomore in high school. And so I froze. The guy looked at me then he looked down at Peter and started saying, “you told me nobody else was home you lied to me.” And Pete said, “I didn’t know he was home.” And then the guy looked at me and said, “get on the bed kid.” And so I got on the bed lying next to Peter and he said, “tell me where money is.” And I gave up everything I could think of. I didn’t know at the time that Pete had money in his own pocket and hadn’t given it up. But I start talking about piggy banks and silver dollars from grandparents and everything I could think of. And the guy left the room to go searching some of the places where I told him money was.
Rosenberg: And left you and Peter on the bed?
Comey: Correct.
Rosenberg: What happened next?
Comey: He came back after the search and stood at the foot of the bed and just pointed the gun at us and didn’t say anything, didn’t do anything. And I… to say I believe is probably not strong enough. I knew he was about to kill us. And I started to panic and I started to pray and then a wave of cold washed over me and I started thinking clinically. OK, if he shoots Pete first I’ll roll off the bed and dive at him, and then I started talking to the guy.
Rosenberg: Of course he shoots you first…
Comey: That’s what I meant, the logic is not all that strong, but it was calm, the reasoning. And I said to him, I just started talking to him and lying to him in a gush. “We hate our parents. We don’t care what you take ,we’re not going to tell anyone you were here, we can’t stand them, they’re terrible parents, just go man, we’re not going to tell anybody you were here.” Over and over and over and over again.
Rosenberg: You’re essentially bargaining for your life.
Comey: Yup. And eventually he says, “shut up kid. Stand up.” And I thought from that moment on, until a little bit later in this night, that I was going to live. And so as he starts pushing us down a hallway I start trying to look at him, turning my head to look at him because I’m thinking I’m going to survive. I want to tell people what he looks like and he starts jamming me with the gun, jamming with the gun. “Don’t turn around, don’t turn around.” And he takes us into the living room and then leads us on a search of a portion of the house he smashes a lamp. He stops and drinks milk from the refrigerator which was really interesting and had I been the prosecutor at the time would have an important piece of evidence. While I was standing there at gunpoint he opens the fridge, takes out a half gallon. An old glass Tropicana container that my mother used to keep milk in. My mother was a bit of a saver and so she would take milk she bought at the store and cut it with Carnation Instant milk. And so it tasted kind of awful. And the gunman said, “what’s this goat’s milk?” And we both tried to explain what our mother does and cutting it and he says, “just shut up, shut up.” And then I started telling him, I could see this was coming to an end. “Just put us someplace Mister, we’ll stay there, put us in place, lock us up we’ll stay there.” And think about the house you grew up in. It’s hard to think of a place that you could be put in that you can’t get out of. But I, in a flash, started lying to him about the downstairs bathroom and told him my father sealed the window. “We can’t get out of there. Just put us in there.”
Rosenberg: Which wasn’t true.
Comey: Right. It was true and that it kind of looked sealed, he had put – to keep a draft down and to save on heating bills – in the fall he would put heavy gauge clear plastic over the window of the small window. But it wasn’t sealed you could get in and out of there.
Rosenberg: When you asked the Ramsey rapist to put you there, you knew that it wasn’t sealed, that you could get out.
Comey: Yeah, but was the only thing I could think of to say at the time and I didn’t know how going to navigate when he checked because the window would open. So he told me finally to shut up because I was saying this so much by this point that I was really annoying, and he took us downstairs and he went into the little bathroom, half bath. And he pressed his hands, one hand still holding the gun, against the heavy gauge plastic and he pushed up on the window and it didn’t move. And the reason it didn’t move is through the plastic he hadn’t seen to turn a little halfmoon thing that locks those old windows. And so it stayed. And so he said, “OK, you’ll be safe in here.” And pushed us into the bathroom and said, “tell your mommy and daddy you’ve been good little boys.
Rosenberg: That’s an odd word, that you’ll be “safe” in here?
Comey: Yeah, safe from escaping I guess. But then he wedged, I didn’t know what he was doing, but he wedged a coffee table between the door and the wall across the hallway so that our bathroom door wouldn’t open. And then he left and we shut out the light and sat down in the dark. I sat on the floor and Peter sat on a closed toilet lid, it’s very small bathroom.
Rosenberg: Were you still calm?
Comey: No. What was starting to happen to me was the adrenaline was wearing off and I was starting to shake, like you’re coming off a fever chill kind of thing, and I’m just looking around it’s dark in the bathroom and I look up at this little window and there’s the gunman’s face. It’s the scariest thing that’s ever happened to me. It took my breath away. He’s looking in at us from the outside. And so I gasped like [breathes heavily] like that and then the face disappeared and… and then I said to Pete, “no. We’re not leaving this room, we’re staying here. We’re staying here, mom and dad will be home in a while we are staying here. And Peter said, “you know who that is.” And I did from the physical description.
Rosenberg: Meaning you knew it was the Ramsey Rapist?
Comey: I knew it was the Ramsey Rapist.
Rosenberg: And you believed he was looking for your sister?
Comey: Yeah and I knew he’d heard a lot of people, girls at my high school had been raped, and and so Pete said, “you know that is. We’ve got to go get help.” And I said, “man, I’m not going anywhere I’m staying here.” We had a little bit of a discussion. And Pete says, “well, I’m going.” And he rips the plastic off the window he turns a little halfmoon lock, throws the bottom board of the window up, he grabs a pipe, swings out, and so there I’m standing with the bathroom window open by myself. It wasn’t a hard decision. I leave and follow him and my bare feet just hit the cold dirt in my mother’s garden, which is right behind there. And I hear the gunman screaming again at my brother, and he’s come back. And so I dived to the left and start crawling into some bushes that are next to the garden and he grabs Peter and drags them over to me and says, “you come out of there kid or your brother’s getting hurt.” And so I stand up and then he starts saying, “you lied to me you little bastard you lied to me.” And I said… this is so stupid. Actually I remember it very clearly. I said, “we’ll go right back in.” And I walked towards the back door next to the window and try it and locked and he says, “too late. Up against the fence.” And so this is the second time that night I thought he was going to kill us.
Rosenberg: He got away that night.
Comey: He did. The scene erupted after he pushed us against the fence, a gigantic dog came running in our backyard. One of our neighbors, a football coach, came running in. It was chaos and confusion and we ended up running from him and hiding in our house. He grabbed two women who were outside and was trying to push them into a neighbor’s house. When the police, who we called from my house, arrived he fled into this big expensive woods that were at the end of my street about three hundred acres and disappear that night.
Rosenberg: Whatever happened to him?
Comey: The police, a week later, arrested a suspect who was held without bail and charged with the assaults and home invasion of my house and the charges were ultimately dropped against that guy and no one was ever prosecuted successfully for the Ramsey Rapist assault. And again, what do I know through the lens of so many years, that but I always believed that we had the right guy. But the most important thing is there were no more assaults. That night the Ramsey Rapist stopped. And so either we got the right guy or if it was the wrong guy whoever was the Ramsey Rapist decided that night to stop attacking young girls.
Rosenberg: There’s a passage in your book Jim, on page 13 the first full paragraph I thought I might ask you to read that.
Comey: The Ramsey rapist taught me at an early age that many of the things we think are valuable have no value. Whenever I speak to young people I suggest they do something that might seem a little odd. Close your eyes, I say, sit there and imagine you are at the end of your life. From that vantage point, the smoke of striving for recognition and wealth is cleared. Houses, cars, awards on the wall. Who cares? You’re about to die. Who do you want to have been. I tell them that I hope some of them decide to have been people who use their abilities to help those who needed it. The weak, the struggling, the frightened, the bullied, standing for something. Making a difference. That is true wealth.
Rosenberg: When you were a prosecutor did you think about also having been a victim having been so close to death?
Comey: I did a lot and it affected me in a couple of ways, one obviously gave me a perspective as you just saw from that part of my book that I think was useful, but also helped me understand some of the pain of victims because people would say to me after this well thank God you weren’t hurt. And that’s right. But I thought about that guy every night, not some nights, not most nights, I’m not exaggerating. Every night for five years and then many many nights thereafter. I still think of him when I go to my parents house. My dad who’s 88 still lives in that same house. And then I think about those girls who were raped. People who are beaten, shot, stabbed, people who are physically hurt as well. And the pain they must feel is almost unimaginable from my perspective except I can touch a piece of it given what happened to me. I think it made me a better, I hope it made me a better person, but it made me a better prosecutor because I could understand a bit of what victims go through.
Rosenberg: What was your first trial? How good we are or how bad were you? And what happened?
Comey: Yeah, it was no good at all. But that’s how we learn, by mistakes.
Rosenberg: I was so bad at my first trial. Jim, I sat on the wrong side of the courtroom. I didn’t even literally know where to sit.
Comey: Starting behind the starting line, right. Well I didn’t do that but I did a lot of other dumb things. My first trial was a case that never should have been assigned to me but nobody else wanted to do it and it was a trial of five Jamaican drug dealers from a Jamaican posse, that’s what they called their gangs the Jamaican dealers did. And the case had all kinds of interesting elements to it. Among them, the informant in the case who was to be one of my witnesses stole the drugs from my evidence cart and fled. It was crack and smoked it all and in a hotel near LaGuardia Airport.
Rosenberg: You mean he actually got out of the courthouse with the drugs and nobody caught him yet?
Comey: He was sitting waiting to be prepped in the lobby of my floor of the U.S. attorney’s office. There were seven federal agents and they were assigned to keep an eye on him. He was not in custody, but also to monitor the drugs which I checked out of the vault but wasn’t using until he went on as a witness. Left them in a witness, in a shopping cart, that we used to go to court. Each of those agents apparently thought someone else was doing those things. So they all left to go get coffee or lunch. And this informant whose nickname was “The Fly” came looking for me. “The Fly” wandered down the hall looking for my office, saw the evidence cart, grabbed the bags containing the glassine envelopes of drugs and took off in the wind. Now this had happened a year after another assistant U.S. attorney in the Southern District of New York was prosecuted for stealing drugs from the vault. A guy named Daniel Perlmutter and Rudy Giuliani who was then the U.S. attorney had that guy handcuffed to a chair in the lobby of the U.S. attorney’s office. Sorry, you look…
Rosenberg: Troubled. He was handcuffed to a chair in the lobby of the office while they were preparing the charges against him? What was the rationale behind that?
Comey: Well, he’d been arrested without a probable cause, without a criminal complaint being prepared. And I think, although I wasn’t involved, that the purpose was to humiliate him. And so he was left there crying and then prosecuted and went to jail. So I knew this history, I’m a brand new prosecutor and the drugs are gone from the evidence card. Mr. Giuliani wants to see me so I went up stairs to the eighth floor of the U.S. attorney’s office and met with Rudy who asked me “where are the drugs?” And I said “Sir, I have no idea.”
So I had to sign an affidavit that I had not stolen the crack in the middle of trial. They ended up finding “The Fly” all coked out at this hotel out by LaGuardia Airport. He confessed to stealing the drugs. And we couldn’t use him as a witness anymore.
Rosenberg: What happened?
Comey: It worked out. The jury returned guilty verdicts on nearly all the charges. And I remember sitting with the judge, the judge was slightly pro government, after the trial was over he called me to the bench to give me feedback. And one of the defense lawyers for whom it was also his first trial came up was listening to the judge giving me feedback. And when he finished giving me feedback, this lawyer said to the judge “Your Honor, this is my first federal criminal trial too. I would welcome any feedback.” And the judge said “I don’t do that” and got up and walked off the bench.
Rosenberg: And that’s what you mean by slightly pro government.
Comey: Just a touch.
Rosenberg: Great literature begins with a great first sentence. “Call me, Ishmael.” That’s not yours of course. Yours is “The life begins with a lie.” Why does your book begin with the life begins with a lie?
Comey: Because it says something about the work I did as a prosecutor that shaped how I think about groups and leadership. And it also connected to my experiences in government especially the recent ones leading up to my firing.
Rosenberg: Although you don’t explicitly connect it. You just talk about what it is like to prosecute mobsters, Mafia.
Comey: Yup, but it’s part of a bigger, I hope, a narrative arc that both talks about what shaped me and touches the themes of truth telling that I struggle with throughout my time in government.
Rosenberg: How old were you when you first became an assistant U.S. attorney in Manhattan?
Comey: I was twenty six.
Rosenberg: How old were you when you were first put on a mobster case, on a Mafia case.
Comey: My first racketeering case started in 1989 or 90. So I was twenty eight.
Rosenberg: What was that like?









