Tuesday, September 9, 2008

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The long list of delights


Si sta facendo un gran parlare dell'intervento di Roberto Saviano al Festival della letteratura di Mantova. Le cronache ci raccontano di un Saviano teso ed efficace, in jeans e camicia bianca, col microfono stretto nel pugno come i rapper, che emoziona la platea con un lungo racconto sul sé stesso "recluso" nella libertà di parola.
We talk about fear. Of what are you and what you do. Saviano of fear makes it so much because his words come. And we're with him because, probably unwillingly, has become a symbol in some way as sacrificial for all symbols of a battle that seems impossible.
Saviano also spoke of newspapers. He shows a few titles released on Chronicles of Naples and Caserta Courier, two newspapers who live in Campania crime. "Don Peppe Diana was a Camorra," as one headline of the two newspapers shortly after the death of the priest, taking up and quotes a phrase from a turncoat. And then another. To get to say that these areas exist on a sort of "release of respect", that casts eye to the Camorra and achieves a nearly contiguous.
I have not had the opportunity to hear directly the involvement of Saviano a Mantova. I know that the news coverage, the need for synthesis, sometimes force the thoughts and simplify concepts articulated. But if Robert wanted to say that these papers are in collusion with organized crime, I disagree.
know the rituals of the crime. I made it for many years. The language is essential, we dig in the dynamics, we recall the nicknames, the links, they look behind the scenes, they tell the details, rebuild alliances and feuds.
You put your ear to the ground, of course. There is limited to tissue law enforcement or the Note of the Public Prosecutor. He also lives down the alley. You live and you live to blow the clan. A great
nerista Morning, Enzo Perez, when he walked to Naples was regarded with respect by Guaglione Camorra. He had an association with those environments, could penetrate the pall of suspicion and this came up when a crime was done to give the identity of the murdered man and was able to frame the already done. Then he recounted. Carefully move because he knew. But with all the possible balance. The
nerista so. A hound that is the tightrope walker. A tightrope nosy a bit 'cop, a little' Camorra.
I must say that our colleagues in the Chronicles of Naples (I do not know what Caserta) carry this insidious and difficult job with skill. They built a log on all black. Are read by the protagonists of their pieces. And why are not identified and protected. Write about the Camorra, to be read by the people that the Camorra looks with a hint of admiration. Reports should be strong in the clubs, bars, in arcades. The attraction is the "capuzzelle": Reports publishes the photo ID of all detainees. And in districts and countries where the Neapolitan pass, as they Panini, to recognize, and perhaps identify with.
And 'course, looking at that market share, it chronicles the calculator language, style, and go find the textures, background. Sometimes also a bit of mythologizing.
The point is: Chronicles becomes a megaphone and a tool of the Camorra, perhaps unwittingly?
The risk is real. But no more than it is in the newspapers and political parties over economic ones in relation to the powers and those from the great cultural imprints.
It 's a problem of measurement.
E 'Chronicles of Naples that the Camorra uses or uses that chronicles the Camorra in Naples?
I believe the first hypothesis.
We should rather ask why the Camorra, in Naples, so as to maintain a daily market. Make a journal all about black this and it keeps selling. If we were a newspaper about books e scrittori non lo comprerebbe nessuno. Il malaffare, a Napoli, tira. E questo accade perchè la fascinazione, e la capacità di penetrazione sociale, del crimine è molto più potente di quanto ci piace pensare.
Noi amiamo consolarci dicendo che Napoli è piena di persone oneste e che i delinquenti sono una minoranza.
Io non credo più a questa favola. C'è un'area grigia - una classe media, direi -, una sorta di borghesia del male, che non delinque in modo classico ma pompa ossigeno nei polmoni del crimine. Mi riferisco ai commercialisti che fanno finta di non sapere che il loro cliente ricicla i soldi della camorra aprendo negozi e ristoranti; mi riferisco agli architetti e agli ingegneri che fanno pretend not to know that their customers are manufacturers who recycle the money into building clan, I mean the good people who manage the stores, recycling money making pizza and frying donuts, I mean those organizations that receive grants Friends of Friends or sponsorship from companies in the clan, and pretend not to know where the money and then spend it in meetings, activities and feel good because they have a good end, but never speak of the media. I refer to those parts of the entrepreneurial class who enter into agreements with commercial companies that recycle dirty money and pretend not to know, I mean all that multitude of good people that establish functional relationships, useful, with territorial and economic segments of the Camorra, and that clears the conscience by saying that they have nothing to do, that certain things belong to the police, that they are clean why do not you are guilty of nothing.
And maybe when they can also speak ill of the Camorra.
that of others, though.
I believe that evil will nest in this very long list of complacency, which expands the power of the system and makes it pervasive, and therefore invincible. In this sense
worries me more well-paid advertising firms on the Camorra major newspaper that good sales country by country, by a small newspaper in black, with little publicity and many copies sold (which is a guarantee of true independence), he "played" on a piece of the market and take some risks, slipping slip some bold and smart, try to stay afloat.

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