– The ‘New York Post’ has been sued by a high school student and a 24-year-old man who claims a front-page photograph of them at the Boston Marathon finish line before it was bombed falsely implied they were suspects.
The lawsuit over the newspaper’s April 18th edition, which said “BAG MEN” in large block letters over the image, was filed on Wednesday in Massachusetts state court in Boston by Salaheddin Barhoum, 16, and Yassine Zaimi, 24.
The men, both permanent US residents, say they are avid runners who attended the April 15th marathon to watch the elite competitors cross the finish line and left two hours before the bombs exploded, killing three and injuring more than 260 people. They were never sought by authorities, they said.
The ‘Post’ “stated or implied that the plaintiffs were the perpetrators of the bombing; that they were suspects in the bombing; that they were being sought by law enforcement; and that photographs of them were being circulated” by police, the men alleged. “None of these statements were true.”
Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, 19, is accused of carrying out the attack with his brother Tamerlan, 26, who died after a shootout with police. No other suspects have been named by authorities. Mr Tsarnaev, who is recovering from wounds, is to make his first public court appearance on July 10th.
By April 17th, the day before the ‘Post’ article was published, the Federal Bureau of Investigation had already found images of the Tsarnaev brothers and was seeking to identify them as the main suspects, according to the complaint.
The FBI released images and video of the Tsarnaevs the next day – the same day the ‘Post’ published images of Mr Barhoum and Mr Zaimi.
Mr Barhoum a high school student, and Mr Zaimi, who works full-time and attends night school, “were put in fear for their lives” and suffered emotional harm after the ‘Post’ published their pictures, the complaint said. They asked for unspecified money damages as compensation.
The front-page picture showed Mr Barhoum and Mr Zaimi from behind, near the finish line, one with a backpack and the other a duffle bag, which held their running gear. A second image inside the tabloid showed them from the front, with red circles around their faces and the headline: “FEDS HAVE 2 MEN IN SIGHTS”.
The article did not identify the men by name and said there was “no direct evidence linking them to the crime, but authorities want to identify them”.
The ‘Post’ drew criticism in the aftermath of the bombing for reporting 12 people had died, citing unnamed law enforcement sources – Erik Larson


About Jumpin' Jack Cash

Deep connections are the most important aspect of my existence. I don’t care if people don’t know what they want. I love books. I’m cynical of love stories, although I’m romantic. I adore gardens. I like women who challenge me. I love the rain as an excuse to stay inside and dream. I'm furiously impatient. If I ask you a question best to tell me the truth as I'm likely to already know the answer. I'm a carnivore. I continuously underestimate the magic of fresh flowers in my home. I love warm rain in the summer. My mood elevates to epic proportions when the sun shines. Tell me not to do something and I'll do it twice and take photos. Running is my antidepressant. I loathe lies. I rarely forgive a lie. Loyalty and honesty are my most noble virtues, and I value them more than anything in other people. I love to love, and am able to fall in love very quickly, although it's only ever happened once. I understood myself and fixed myself only after destroying myself. My greatest excitement comes from deliberately getting lost in foreign cities. I can be extremely loud and frighteningly silent. I hate insinuations. I love storms. Justice for all. I'm a proud man, but welcome the influence of the feminine soul. I have two sisters. I’m a dreamer. I’m a deep thinker. Don’t deal with guilt trips or drama that well. I'm extremely stubborn and persistent. I'm brilliant at keeping secrets. I love driving. I become absolutely and completely lost while watching a burning fire. When the toast pops from the toaster I’m never ready and shit myself. I play the guitar, but require much improvement. Solitude and warmth of the sun are perfect together. I’ve been married once and now divorced. I’m a music junkie. Chocolate mousse is the shit. I curse too much. I find it difficult to make friends. I spent four years as a firefighter. I’ve run my own company since 1991. Bright lights, big cities. I’ve been an executive producer of a feature film. Some people don’t care, and that’s the biggest let-down of the human race. There are cures and solutions for many evils, but no remedy for the worst of them all - the apathy of human beings. The sound of the Italian language being spoken is as good as my favourite music. I hate corrupt cops. I relentlessly and passionately pursue anybody and anything that sets my soul on fire. I'm a dog lover, and all my dogs are considered family members. I have an obsession with photography. I have some close friends who are household names, but shall always remain anonymous. I’m crazy but not lazy. Losing a soulmate has hurt me badly. My two young sons are the nucleus of my universe. I love airports. I love freedom. If you are dishonest or disloyal, I can erase you from my life and memory immediately and permanently. I yearn to explore, dream about and discover as many friendships, deep connections and places, one possibly can in a lifetime.
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