“After the farce radiation, it’s not over yet” – Libero Quotidiano

Pietro Senaldi

Hit one to acquit a hundred. The radiation of the former president of the National Magistrates Association, Luca Palamara was a foregone conclusion. Irrefutable evidence has shown the patronage and politicized management of the appointments of the highest offices of the courts and prosecutors. Everyone had known this for decades, ever since, during the Tortora trial, in the mid-1980s, the lawyer Della Valle, future blue vice president of the Chamber, denounced in court the show justice and its plots of power. The wiretapping of Palamara’s conversations with colleagues and politicians, nemesis of robes, prevented this time from ignoring anything. However, they are only the beginning of the scandal. More embarrassing than the interviews between judges that have emerged is not so much the expected outcome of the disciplinary procedure of the Superior Council of the Judiciary against the former president of the ANM, but its conduct. Palamara has called 133 witnesses in his defense, an army capable of disgracing the system. If the magistrates had wanted to clean up the inside, they would have taken the opportunity to start a process of transparency, bloody and infamous, but which in the end could have restored some credibility to the third power of the state, whose popularity has dropped at very low prices in the electorate. Instead, the CSM hastened to close the trial in record time, not listening to anyone, practically not even the accused, who perhaps in China or Turkey would have had a fairer procedure. A rare show of denied justice with which the corporation in toga deludes itself into putting a tombstone on its sins and offering a semblance of right to public opinion.

Stalinist process, like the failed coup against Hitler.  Palamara removed?  Atomic Nordio, mislead the robes

Is it just naivety? – The great former prosecutor Carlo Nordio wrote in the Messenger that Palamara naively defended himself; he did not invoke mercy, as is customary before the Stalinist courts, and his was, but neither did he really point the finger at his judges. He limited himself to generic accusations, claiming to be part of a mechanism and interpreter of a choral score, a sort of President Harlequin servant of two hundred masters in toga. All true, but he did not mention names and surnames, and therefore Nordio invites him to spill the beans “to avoid the persistence of an atmosphere of suspicion that will continue to weigh on the entire judiciary, which really does not deserve it”. We have nothing to teach Nordio, but we confide in him a suspicion that his prosecutor’s heart fails to suggest. Palamara is back to the wall but does not defend himself, or does it little and badly. We doubt for naivety. His press conference recalls Craxi’s speech in Parliament, during Clean Hands, when he accused everyone of being like him. Even the socialist leader did not mention names and surnames. He did not understand what would happen, perhaps he wanted to keep an escape route or a weapon of blackmail. Thus, the 133 unheard witnesses of Palamara are as many bullets aimed at the temples of his judges ready to fire.

Responsibilities – The former leader of the ANM is anything but a fool, otherwise he would not have reached the head of the judges before the age of 40. Everyone knew him and former president Cossiga publicly insulted him, accusing him of being a trafficker. The magistrates chose him as a brisk-chore and he honored the post perfectly, so much so that at 45 he was awarded and appointed member of the CSM toga. The entire judiciary is responsible for his lightning career. Guilt in eligendo and in vigilando, say the technicians: he was chosen and left free to act, or more likely he acted in harmony with everyone. There are so many positions and as many seats that a former magistrate of fame, even if disbarred, can fill. Palamara’s head rolled under the media’s justicial fury, and it couldn’t have been otherwise. Now or the person concerned speaks, and then it is really finished, but he will have the satisfaction of dragging his detractors into the pit. Or he’ll choose to have a new life, hardly a kiosk manager in the Caribbean. In any case, worse than him, only the category to which he belonged. The farce is certainly not over.