The boss was ill from cancer for some time and was held in prison in Parma with the 41 bis regime. We republish a portrait of Joseph Sottile to tell the story and the capture of the Corleone boss
The boss of Cosa our Bernardo Provenzano died in 83 years, the San Paolo hospital in Milan. He was detained at the prison in Parma regime 41a and for years he had been diagnosed with bladder cancer. The April 12, 2006, the day after his arrest, Giuseppe Sottile told who the Gazette mafia boss. Here we republish his article.
Palermo. The smiling face, almost mocking. “BiNu”, with a one year old, accept defeat and “pose” for the police in the squad offices, after being passed in the midst of a mocking crowd, which whistles, calls him a bastard. Unbelievable but this is Palermo, April 11, 2006. The story goes from Corleone, among men stationed for days around a farm, it passes from the second floor of the Palermo courthouse around 9:30 yesterday morning, and this time not runs away in one of the many shaded occasions of more than forty-year hunt fugitive. The men of the SCO and the squad are in the district of the Mountain Horses and call in the prosecution: “Is there anyone in there, doctor”, says the director of the Police Central Operations Service Renato Cortese Michele Prestipino and the deputy prosecutor Giuseppe Pignatone , who coordinated the operation along with Marzia Sabella and the other men of the pool, Nino Di Matteo and Maurizio De Lucia.
RELATED him have spoken of all the colors, Pignatone, in recent years: in collusion, “a specialist in fine papers”, close to the Christian Democrats, the old man and the prosecutor Pietro Giammanco old regime, “normalizing”, “covering up”, “fascist” and he there to work quietly, without interviews in newspapers, without ever making public controversy. It ‘s time to act, the power of attorney gives the green light. Prosecutors De Lucia Di Matteo and pretend nothing and go at the hearing – when you say the case – the “Moles process in the prosecution,” to question the Marshal of the Ros Giorgio Riolo, one facing the hunt superboss and it is today accused of passing information just Provenzano, by entrepreneur Michele Aiello. Pignatone inform the office regent, Paolo Giudici, gather all added. The operation begins. At 11.20 in the prosecution Cortese recalls: “We got him!”. Lirio Abbate ANSA is the quickest to break the news that changes the day, obscuring the tight success of Romano Prodi and the center-left in the election and gives breath to the conspiracy.
Pignatone and his do not care much. I’m too happy, the room of the deputy prosecutor fills in an instant. The commissioner Giuseppe Caruso is to take his share of congratulations, the provincial commander of the Carabinieri, Vittorio Tomasone, it honors the “fellow-competitor” of the police and the magistrates. Toothy smiles, pulled a few faces among the magistrates of Pignatone and its pool are not too friends, but among the first to enter the room of my colleague is also Roberto Scarpinato: hugs and kisses outweigh years of challenges, big words and controversy. Here come the caselliani Antonio Ingroia, Gaetano Paci, Vittorio Teresi, the agencies also beat the compliments of the same former prosecutor of Palermo, greeted coldly by those who is often seen as opposing him and his loyalists. Expects Piero Grasso, who wanted to treat yourself to the capture of the fugitive from the beginning of the prosecution, and instead will have to tell it to national anti-Mafia prosecutor, alongside Beppe Pisanu that the press conference is in Rome, “and it’s my last act as a minister.”
“This time let it, the search”
Here Vittorio Aliquò, thirteen years ago he was deputy prosecutor and now He is deputy attorney general: it was he who ran the capture of Totò Riina, with all that vivamaria of controversy on the failure searching the hideout via Bernini, who gave birth to a prank-trial of general Mario Mori and captain Ultimo, then acquitted. Pignatone receives a mocking text message from a colleague who is in Rome: “This time let it, the search.” The added are all beaming, by Anna Palma Sergio Lari Paolo Giudici, but not seen Guido Lo Forte, another of the domestic opponents of the Fat-Pignatone management. Comes with a little ‘delay, he goes to congratulate, “I had an urgent matter”, it is justified. Here also Teresa Principato, substitute the DNA. Provenzano was defined media icon, from her and from caselliano group, and in a sense it is true, because it is the Mafia, but it is not the whole Mafia. It certainly is a great piece of the Mafia.
Provenzano is alive, although his former lawyer, Salvatore Traina, gave him up for dead just a week ago, finding hospitality of the Republic. And ‘alive and controls and took him to his house. Like all true boss. No longer just a piece of the prostate left in a French clinic. Now, finally, the original has rejoined the piece, all recovered part. A courthouse friends and enemies, avvocaticchi and principles of the hole, they like to call it ” u dutturiddu “the little professor, recognizing it not only all the preparation needed to do his job; but also that particular trend low profile, the discretion, without any aspiration to the role of first lady. An ordinary magistrate, in fact. Who with his friend Grasso has simply given a goal: to study the “normality” of a boss, to find among the “normal” habits of a mobster, ingrottato in its environment like a snake in the clay, the inlet that allowed investigators to violate his inaction. He succeeded. “Provenzano was captured thanks to old-fashioned detective investigation,” he has pointed out the prosecutor Grasso. “There was external support, either by employees or by other. He has not betrayed anyone. “
Not only. E ‘was caught by police “normal”, among which it is difficult to find or rambo heroes destined for popular TV dramas. The fact blitz, went off the moment when the agents who were keeping an eye on the nest for more than a week, have reached the certainty that ‘u Uncle was inside the farm and had no way to escape. The boss – a foot wrong is a fall and fall at that age becomes precipice, he recalled Góngora – was betrayed by a gesture of “ordinary life”, repeated countless times during the long stain. He had asked his wife a bit ‘of clean linen. And Saveria Palazzolo, that wife in a strict sense it never was because the inaction did not allow the marriage but has always cared for with dedication and circumspection, has taken the necessary fields agreements to satisfy that need. Interceptions and the stalking did the rest. Following the parcels with linen investigators he had confirmed that Provenzano was there, in that farm. And it is enough to control the evening the counter Enel to have the rebuttal that the hideout was inhabited.
A survey painstaking
A meticulous work, painstaking. As it had been the painstaking reconstruction of all the details that could make up the mosaic of his “normality” of his daily needs, its coverings, the inevitable things in life. Only in this way it has always been the view of Pignatone – investigators could shorten that Edgar Allan Poe called “the invisibility of evidence”. They had asked for example to Nino Giuffre, said Manuzza, the repentant who for many years had lived next door to Uncle, as occurred the night shifts. And Manuzza had revealed that the trips were never easy, which often had to stop because the boss, already suffering from prostate trouble, was forced to stop to pee. Then he had begun the hunt for a doctor suspected of running often to his rescue; but the search ended with a hole in the water because the doctor took them into the house of Benedetto Spera, another boss. Then he put his hand to the bed bugs and hidden cameras, but Pignatone men discovered that the Marshal was playing a double game of the day was said to fight the mafia, but at night revealing to close friends of the boss where those evil instruments were placed. Then he lingered on the “Pizzini” found in the pockets of accomplices as identified and arrested.
It turned out that ‘u Uncle was a real freak of writing, which, with its Olivetti went well fast and that left no one, absolutely no one, no response. Even those two little boss of Villabate who asked him “permission” (with many zeta) to open, looks a bit ‘, a workshop for the overhaul of engines. And he agrees, father and master, not without including the “pizzino” response with polite phrases, sometimes even cloying. “Dearest, I joyfully received your news …”. “I am delighted to know that you both in good health: The same, thank God, at the moment I can say about me.” “I stop wishing you all a world of good, by sending all the dearest Aff. regards. May the Lord bless and protect you. ” Other boss also makes it known that he is keen to parties but can not do anything else, given his “constipation”, which send a bottle to toast: “To this the Holy Christmas, when you are all together, the two drops ‘one to my health. I feel pain and sorrow in my heart not to be present. ” And the accomplices, moved by so much kindness, bite as well. It happens to Pasquale Badami, Villafrati, which responds to the boss using the common computer. “If I am in this position of representative of the family, he writes, it is because I believe I acted within the rules and in the right way. I entrust myself totally to all that she has so advise. He has nothing to thank me and to teach me why we do little, if over the years has done what he has done is simply a matter of pride for us. “
The embroidery of a” normal life “
They are gregarious, those like Badami, men, interception after interception, allow investigators to define the embroidery of a” normal “in which the investigators hope to always insert new bugs. Imagine if, by chance, the marshal in charge listening to the phone calls he had underestimated the chatter on the diet that ‘u Ziu was forced to follow to keep themselves “stint”. Think if they had been trashed references to “honey, vegetables, fish and pasta” foods that could no longer be guaranteed because the network of supporters had been decimated and were less and less willing to venture along picciottazzi campaigns by villabate go on to Corleone. “You eat well the worms,” he joked Stephen Lo Verso Ficarazzi, referring with undisguised annoyance to the boss’s stamina. Because the diet has led investigators to cancer of the prostate and prostate track led to the Clinique La Ciotat Marseille where Binu uncle (one-year-old) has used an identity card issued by the municipality of Villabate and made out to Monsieur Gaspare Troy, so accented French.
it comes from this forced journey of hope – made in 2003 with the E111 form of the Sicilian Region and cost exactly € 1,958.45 – that investigators begin to write the final chapter of works and days of Bernardo Provenzano, the boss that American journalists, because of that call in Corleone, like much compared to Don Vito, the godfather invented by Mario Puzo. The Marseille error is the fall, the antechamber of the precipice. In the clinic are the documents shown by fake Monsieur Troy, radiographs performed by doctors before sinking the knife, blood tests, the DNA map. The ghost portrait is almost complete. Just go to Villabate and try the puppeteers who plotted in the four small rooms of the town to get the false document made out to the boss.
The ruling clan headed by Nicola Mandala, and does not take much to identify the gentleman in double that, to make happy Mandalà, he took forms and stamps for rounding the false passport to the false Gaspare Troia. The “ladies in gray”, as he was known to investigators while turned around, by the name of Francesco Campanella. And ‘young and ambitious, it rubs with politics – her wedding witnesses were Totò Cuffaro and Clemente Mastella – and with the militant anti-Mafia: so, just to blend in to moralizing patina that in the land of the Mafia’s so popular fashion. Pignatone the snaps and he, having neither the blood nor the bones of the true Mafia, softens in a jiffy and repents.
The ribald existence of Bernardo Provenzano is stripped of another complicity of other guards. His shoulders are becoming increasingly bare. The career cops would say that the circle narrows. The triangle that goes from Villabate Bagheria up to Corleone, is a green table, immense and evil, in which sooner or later happen to make a winning bet. The police “flying” traveling with the pictures of the boss – the one seized in Marseille – Prominently displayed on the dashboard. The “units” of espionage mounted in a secret bunker, directly controlled by Pignatone and its substitutes, record every breath coming from the damned of the first circle, those convicted by fear and bad luck to stay close to the boss, to meet the ordinary banalities of his inaction. First of all his wife.
Who would have thought? Imagined for years and years as a boss of the rich and globalized Mafia, described by complement antimafiosi like a Scarlet Pimpernel fluttering over the world here, Bernardo Provenzano stood crouched, with that ferocity that we read in his eyes, in his farm between Ficuzza and Rocca Busambra, in his land mafia, protected as Malabarba of an artichoke from multiple layers of leaves, wood and sharp. It was from that farm, still imbued with the smell of tumazzo and boiled pasta, which started probably the order to attack the gangs losers, like that of Stephen joke and Totuccio Inzerillo. It was from that den, probably, who were leaving the silent orders to massacre judges and policemen, journalists and traitors. Who knows.
Who knows how it became when someone dared to disobey. Nino Giuffre, said Manuzza, was terrified. He feared that, in a fit of anger, zu Binu could artigliarlo throat and then take him on as an eagle wounded and scaraventasse dal’alto in a Busambra Rocca pit. “Look, Mr. Giuffre ‘, ask him one day prosecutors,” but she kept it on him because all those pizzini Provenzano? Him they found him in tens. It was no longer prudent to get rid of it, to avoid leaving a trace? “. “You see, Mr. Prosecutor,” replies Manuzza making a display of patience, it was our habit to keep this documentation for about a year … “. As electricity bills and gas? “More or less. To be able to demonstrate that certain things were eventually documented. In the case of payment of a certain sum it could be proved that the payment had taken place. It served to protect the shoulders. “
” Really ammazzavate for so little? “
Who looked, was saved. This was the Provenzano Mafia. One that reduced immediately “cuacina” (lime) abusive lace maybe trying to scrape together the Millelire putting on the cross an entrepreneur who had already paid, and how, the guardians. “Truly ammazzavate for so little?”, He continues to ask the prosecutor to the repentant Manuzza. “The mafia craft – he replies solemnly – sometimes it is also quite complex … A normal job, but complex.” That’s right: normal. Men who have caught it yesterday they were down in that reality “complex but normal.” With the normality of good servants of the state, without divismi and without heroics.
In the late morning of yesterday, when agents forced him to board a car service for transfer to the police headquarters in Palermo , the boss did not utter a word. Only at the end, when the car sped already in front of the Royal Palace, he threw a glance at the old mugshot used by police for recognition. “A stranger, unknown to myself,” he said. But from here on it begins an entirely different legend.
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