The Salamander Bomb
Last Friday was the 25th anniversary of one of the more bizarre crimes in American history; a crime sparked by God expert obsession with concealing the truth.
On the morning of October 15, 1985, a nail bomb concealed in a package addressed to a Salt Lake City businessman named Steve Christensen exploded when he picked it up in his downtown office, killing him instantly. An hour and a half later, the wife of another Salt Lake City businessman picked up a package addressed to her husband that had been left on their walkway; the bomb it contained ripped Kathleen Sheets to shreds.
It didn’t take police long to determine that the first victim and the husband of the second were involved in a failing business venture, and they began assembling a list of disgruntled investors. Their focus changed, though, when a third bomb exploded the following day, in the back seat of a car owned by Mark Hofmann, a rare document dealer who was unconnected with the failing business.
Unlike the Christensen bomb, the Hofmann bomb contained no nails, and though he was badly injured Hofmann survived. The story he told police about how the bomb in his car had exploded did not match the physical facts. His alibi for the time of the previous morning bombings, that he was driving around aimlessly and thinking, was less than airtight. When police learned that Hofmann had been scheduled to meet with Steve Christensen and top Mormon leadership the day that Christensen was killed, to deliver a document he did not in fact possess, Hofmann himself became the prime suspect.
The tale of how the police ultimately proved Mark Hofmann to be the bomber is fascinating for true crime fans, involving the Salt Lake police forensics department showing up the FBI. More relevant for humanists are the motive and context of Hofmann’s crimes.
Mark Hofmann, now serving a life sentence in Utah State Prison, was a sixth generation Mormon. He collected stamps and coins as a boy, and early on discovered an uncanny talent for fraud. At the age of 12, he used a metal press to modify an ordinary dime by adding a “D” mint mark to it, raising its collector value to $20,000. He lost his Mormon faith while he was a teenager, but still went through the motions: going on a foreign mission, marrying a Mormon, and raising his four children as Mormons. He developed a profound admiration for Mormon founder Joseph Smith – not as a holy prophet, but as a successful con man who fooled thousands into doing his bidding.
His admiration bordered, perhaps, on jealousy; Hofmann decided to use his talent to undermine the multibillion dollar enterprise Smith had launched. First, he had to win the Church’s trust. In 1980, Hofmann manufactured a document purportedly written by Joseph Smith himself. The page contained characters copied from the golden plates of the Book of Mormon that Smith claimed to have found, for examination by a Columbia University classicist. Though the Columbia professor pronounced it gibberish unrelated to any ancient language, for Mormons this was a tremendous discovery – the only evidence of the golden plates themselves, which had conveniently been taken by an angel back to heaven. Mormon Church experts examined the document, declared it genuine, and promptly paid Hofmann $20,000 for his find. A Mormon theologian then translated it as corresponding to a particular passage from the Book of Mormon, while non-Mormon scholars agreed with the original professor’s conclusion that it was a hoax.
Hofmann quickly developed a talent for “finding” important Mormon historical documents. For example, he found three different letters Joseph Smith had written from the Carthage jail on the last day of his life. All were sold to collectors after being duly authenticated – but by three different experts. Had the same person examined all three, he or she probably would have noticed that all three were in different ink, on different types of paper, which is a bit suspicious for a man who was supposed to be sitting in a jail cell. Some 446 Hofmann masterpieces ultimately found their way into the Church’s hands.
The following year, Hofmann approached the Church with some disturbing news. He had “found” a letter proving that Joseph Smith had designated his son, Joseph Smith III, as his successor, rather than Brigham Young. This was exactly what a smaller Mormon sect based in Missouri had been claiming for the past hundred years. Clearly, this had to be hushed up, but the Church historian balked at the price Hofmann was demanding. “Fine,” said Hofmann. “I’ll just sell it to the Missouri people instead.” A bidding war between the two sects ensued, which was won by the vastly wealthier Utah branch. Unfortunately, as soon as the money changed hands, word was leaked to the press – by guess who – and the highly embarrassed Utah hierarchy saved face by “donating” the fabrication to the Missouri group.
In 1984, Hofmann delivered even worse news. He had found a letter from Martin Harris, Joseph Smith’s original scribe and financial backer, adding a wrinkle to Smith’s story about the golden plates. According to the Harris letter, Smith had told him that when he found the plates they were being guarded by a magic white salamander that attacked Smith and tried to keep him away from the plates. Not only was this version of events utterly contrary to what Smith had told the world, but it portrayed Smith as a trafficker in black magic (as in fact he was). Mormon experts studied the salamander letter carefully, and after comparing it with a sample of Harris’ handwriting found in an old prayer book, reluctantly concluded it was genuine.
What they did not know was that the Harris writing in the prayer book had also been forged by Hofmann. In any event, the last thing the hierarchy wanted was for the world to know the contents of the salamander letter, so they arranged for a Mormon businessman to purchase the document from Hofmann and then donate it to the Church, where it could be locked away forever. The businessman was Steve Christensen, killed a year later in the first bomb blast. Unfortunately for the Church, word about the salamander letter was soon leaked to the press – by guess who – and public pressure forced its disclosure. Mormon theologians sprang to action, gravely explaining how a salamander is actually the same thing as an angel.
Hofmann was somehow able to keep a straight face, which is more than I could have done. Believing himself invincible, he managed to run up debts even greater than the now large income he was earning by forging documents of everyone from George Washington to Emily Dickinson. So he turned again to the great sugar daddies in Utah, this time with a larger set of documents called the McLellin collection, written by an early Mormon apostle who later broke with the Church. This was the true mother lode of Mormon dirt, warned Hofmann. But his timing was off; the Church was desperate to buy it and lock it away before Hofmann had gotten around to producing it, and his steady stream of excuses and delays was beginning to look suspicious. The powwow scheduled for October 15, 1985, was put up or shut up time. The first bomb that morning killed Christensen, who was going to purchase and donate the McLellin papers as he had the salamander letter. The second bomb was purely a diversion to throw police off the trail. The intended victim of the third bomb is not entirely clear, but it may be the case that the master con man intended to destroy the only copy of the fake McLellin papers while injuring himself, to clear himself of suspicion.
Humanists take facts as they are, and draw conclusions from them. For example, when the diaries of H.L. Mencken were first published in 1989, revealing his racist and anti-Semitic darker side, many who had previously admired him simply changed their minds. God experts already know the conclusions, and twist whatever facts come their way to support them. Or, in the case of the Mormon Church, they spend vast sums to conceal troublesome facts from public view. Mark Hofmann was a psychopath, sometimes defined as “a person who commits antisocial acts and fails to feel guilt for such acts.” What does that make the Mormon Church?

