Friday, October 16, 2009

In Rugby Why Does A Player Wear A Helmet

the courage to speak, the courage to fight to the end

THE STORY

I, my escort and the sense of loneliness

by Roberto Saviano

"You see, there are beginning to yield to. I knew." So my caposcorta greeted me yesterday morning. The pain for the protection they seek to weigh me, let us weigh them, it was inevitable. The loneliness of the seven men who protect me from three years I was moved. After statements by the head of the mobile Naples discredit their sacrifice, who question the investigation of the DDA and the Carabinieri in Naples, the feeling that the fight against clan has produced a fracture is strong.

I do not think is healthy split into two or more parties that should show a united front, and above all feel, cohesive. Civil society, police, judiciary. Each with its own roles and tasks. But united. Unfortunately, finding that it is not. I know that is not the state as a whole, nor the establishment figures who are heading it to want to miss this single-minded commitment. I am grateful to those who defended me during these years: to the Carabinieri Corps, which in these days has kept quiet out of respect for institutions, but made me feel a great warmth, saying "we'll be there forever."

He defended the Naples anti-Mafia through the declarations of Cafiero pm Federico De Raho, Franco Roberti, Raffaele Cantone. He defended the police chief Antonio Manganelli with its assurances and a clear denial of what had been said by an official. I defended my newspaper. I have defended my readers.

But a collapse of this compact And yet occurred and a major newspaper if they have echoed. What I say and write is often the result of different subjects, of which my words are as spokesmen. But you try to break that our alliance, suggesting "many work in the shadows without detection while but you ...". Who does this speech has one purpose, to try to isolate, to terminate the relationship that has allowed in recent years to bring to the fore many national and international surveys and actually forced the only local news.

I feel I have a nasty part of Naples and part of the country, for what I say as I say to the media space I try to achieve. I am proud to be disliked this part of Campania, in this part of the Italian and a great part of their political reference. I am proud to dislike star who in recent days has called the radio, wrote on the social forum "finally someone who spits on this fool." I am proud to star dislike these people, I am proud to feel burning in their stomach when they see me and listen when they feel overshadowed. Will never seek their favor, nor their approval. I've always been proud to be disliked by those who say that fighting crime is a story that is only a few policemen and some judges, often leaving them alone.

I've always been proud to be disliked by the Naples that is behind the museums, paintings, music in the square, to precipitate the vaunted Renaissance Naples in Naples Middle Ages full of rubbish and in the hands of more criminal entrepreneurs ruthless. I've always been obnoxious to that part of Naples that vote corrupt politicians pretending to believe that they are harmless funny guys who speak in dialect. I've always been proud to be disliked by those who say: "They kill each other" because we expect too many innocent victims to continue to repeat this chant empty.

Why so allow Italy and the rest of the world call us racists and cowards if they do not render assistance to those who tragically did not intercept missiles aimed at him. As has happened in Birladeanu Petru, musician killed May 26 in the last subway station that was rescued Montesanto not cowardice, but out of fear.
I've always been proud to be disliked by those who can not stand to go on television or on the covers of newspapers, because I have the ambition to believe that my words can change things if there's a lot.

It serves to aggregate people's attention. I will always be proud to have this genere di avversari. I più disparati, uniti però dal desiderio che nulla cambi, che chi alza la testa e la voce resti isolato e venga spazzato via com'è successo già troppe volte. Che chi "opera" sulle vicende legate alla criminalità organizzata e all'illegalità in generale, continui a farlo, ma in silenzio, concedendo giusto quell'attenzione momentanea che sappia sempre un po' di folklore. E se percorriamo a ritroso gli ultimi trent'anni del nostro Paese, come non ricordare che Peppino Impastato, Giuseppe Fava e Giancarlo Siani - esposti molto più di me e che prima di me hanno detto verità ora alla portata di tutti - hanno pagato con la vita la loro solitudine. E la volontà di volerli ridurre, in vita, al silenzio.

I've always been proud of, instead of being close to another part of Naples and the southern one that in recent years has taken advantage of the reputation of someone that has emerged from its ranks to voice their discomfort, their own commitment to their hopes. Many of them have welcomed me with suspicion, a suspicion that at times has given way to estimate, others critical, but fair and constructive. I am proud to be close to me who were the Jesuit priests who have welcomed me, the associations operating on the territory with which we have faced common and many, many individuals.

that I am proud to be close to me but especially those who fiercely disappointed fifteen Bassolino, looking for answers elsewhere, knowing that the bell policy on both sides there is little to be expected. I've always been proud that we are close to me all those bells that have had enough of dying from cancer and see that politicians have come to rule over the years have always score their business with the gangs. Doing, they will, money and career and the waste with cement, creating a consensus around him with tickets purchased from a hundred euro.

break was painful to see a united front, built in the years of dedication, which was allowed to remain vigilant on the facts of the Camorra. It was disconcerting to see people totally unrelated to each other to express my opinion on the legality of my escort. The protection is based on news and notes confidential, ethical wills, is not disclosed. I had to show the wounds, to ask those who have investigated can make public a document which speaks explicitly of "death sentence". Things that a man should never be claimed.

I had to provide the evidence of hell where I live. I have exhibited, as requested, the cause of the threats. I feel deeply incattivito territory, incarognito. With each other ready to growl behind him. Many have begun to express their opinion without knowing the facts, not knowing anything. Spewing bile, reviews some even said "there is a ruling that the Court has ruled against the stock. The courts do not decide in stocks, because a lot of lies, nonsense, falsehood? Even online polls asking whether it was right or not give me the stock.

How pleased were the Camorra, their world, there to observe this spit in the glass each other? From the moment I have been given protection, my life was correct and literally decided the Italian Republic. Not in my name, but in its own name: to defend himself and his principles. All persons who work with words and are accompanied in Italy, are protected to defend a constitutional principle: freedom of speech. The state requires the defense to those who struggle daily in the street against criminal organizations. The state requires the defense to prosecutors so that they can do their jobs knowing that their safety is a big difference.

The state requires the defense to those who make inquiries, the writer, who says he can not allow criminal organizations do censorship. In recent years, attacking me as a slanderer of my land, try to expose myself more and more talking about my Safety is a blow not to me but to the health of our democracy and all the people who live my condition. I feel this hate that mounts quiet around me creates consensus in many parts
He is seeking the consent of certain leaders of the South with the usual bilious cynicism sees any attempt to make you want to if not better, at least aware of their land, a strategy to make money or career.

But I was also asked to join a "code of ethics", said the head of the Mobile of Naples, by the rules. What rules? I'm not a policeman or a policeman or a magistrate. My words tell, do not want to stop, if anything they dream of turning. And I'll never "bon ton" against organized crime, will never accept the old logic of the game between cops and robbers party. The Camorra know that some of them will be arrested, the police know how to handle the arrests that have to do.

They always told me, now I have to repeat this: to each his own role. The battle that brought forward as a writer is another. It is based on the cultural change of perception of the phenomenon, not in the address book in any criminal or regarded primarily as a problem of public order.

continue to live in a situation like this is difficult, but if it becomes impossible to begin to hinder people trying to undermine what until yesterday was important alliance, just and necessary. I know it is very difficult to experience the reality of the bell, but there is someone who can calmly. I have never been held to greet me from the cells, nor I would have never claimed, rather, as a writer, I received only insults. Someone said in Naples that has managed to make the policeman managed to walk freely with his wife and children without consequences. Good for him he succeeded. I was not able to do the writer being able to walk freely with my family. I swear one day I will succeed.

© 2009 Roberto Saviano.
Published by arrangement with Roberto Santachiara Literary Agency


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( October 16, 2009)

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