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- Herausgeber: Edizioni Aurora Boreale
- Kategorie: Bildung
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2024
On the night of November 2, 1975, one of the most brutal murders in the history of Italy was committed. Pier Paolo Pasolini, poet, film director, writer, actor and playwright, a controversial intellectual who caused a lot of trouble in the world of politics, was killed.
For thirty-five years no one had managed to reopen that cold case. But in 2009, when the criminologist Simona Ruffini, together with the lawyer Stefano Maccioni, filed a request with the Public Prosecutor's Office, everything changed.
This book is the only truly unpublished story of the investigation that rewrote one of the darkest pages in criminal history.
The author, narrating her investigation to Pasolini in the form of a personal diary, talks about the meetings with the new witnesses, the days spent in the laboratories of the RIS in Rome analyzing the finds, the investigations and the leads followed, the reports read and of the requests filed with the Public Prosecutor's Office, of the hopes and disappointments.
This is therefore a true story from the voice of someone who experienced firsthand the reopening of one of the most well-known cold cases in Italy.
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SYMBOLS & MYTHS
SIMONA RUFFINI
DEAR PIERPAOLO,
I WILL TELL YOU ABOUT YOUR MURDER…
Unpublished diary of the Italian criminologist who reopened the investigation
(updated to 2023 with the latest developments)
Edizioni Aurora Boreale
Title: Dear Pierpaolo, I will tell you about your murder.
Unpublished diary of the Italian criminologist who reopened the investigation
Author: Simona Ruffini
Series: Symbols & Myths
Editing and cover by Nicola Bizzi
ISBN e-book version: 979-12-5504-604-2
Cover image: Graphic processing by Nicola Bizzi
Edizioni Aurora Boreale
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
Introduction
Chapter 1 - The Crime Scene
A 35-year crime scene
Findings
Saccharin lepisma
The Pasolini envelope
The Pelosi envelope
R.I.S. May 10, 2010
Was it really hair? And if so, whose?
Similar characteristics are not enough for us
A crime stained with too much blood
Sources Chapter 1
Chapter 2 - I’ll tell you about your massacre
An improbable massacre
Faustino Durante’s report
Pasolini’s injuries from A to V
A terrible list
Wheel marks
Things don’t add up
Surely someone else was there
Where is the blood on Pelosi?
First instance conviction of Alfredo Carlo Moro
The right footbed
Sources Chapter 2
Chapter 3 - That damn ‘I know’
The Circeo massacre
Was Pasolini’s ‘I know’ his death sentence?
What is the connection between the book Petrolio and the death of Enrico Mattei?
Vincenzo Calia and the Deadly Trail of Oil
Sources Chapter 3
Chapter 4 - The investigation by L’Europeo
Pasolini killed by two motorcyclists?
6 mistakes made by the police
The mystery witness
It was a massacre
Sources Chapter 4
Chapter 5 - Mauro Volterra
One element makes a clue, many make a proof
The documentary Nero Petrolio and the cascade of events
A grandson from overseas
Is a 2010 article getting me on the right track?
A request for access to documents raises hopes
Sources Chapter 5
Chapter 6 - Pino Pelosi’s Versions
1975: Pino Pelosi’s first version
The mystery of Pino Pelosi’s lawyers
2005: Pino Pelosi’s second version
Sources Chapter 6
Chapter 7 - How It All Began
Some encounters can only be understood in retrospect
I always wanted to do this job
What do you do, Miss?
You get the deeds, I’ll get the testimonies
Sources Chapter 7
Chapter 8 - The Mysteries of Body Language
An unreliable testimony... for those who cannot see
Is there truth behind the lies?
A gesture of anger
14 minutes and 27 seconds
Sources Chapter 8
Chapter 9 - Boldness and Confidence
Guido Mazzon: a matter of trust
Luciano Garofano: a reckless chase
Silvio Parrello: the king is naked!
Things that don’t add up that no one can see
Valter Rizzo: joining the team
The criminologist, the lawyer and the journalist
Antonio Pinna, the missing mechanic
Sources Chapter 9
Chapter 10 - Our Victory: reopening the investigation
I read a book review!
“Profondo Nero”
Who is Eugenio Cefis?
Mattei, De Mauro and Pasolini
Do you understand what a bombshell this is, dear Pier Paolo?
Flashes on ENI and the missing manuscript
Investigations are reopened
Sources Chapter 10
Chapter 11 - The Last Farce or the New Truth?
April 2, 2009
I am a strange criminologist, dear Pier Paolo
Parliamentary commissions of enquiry
Almost 50 years have passed
Sources Chapter 11
Pier Paolo Pasolini
INTRODUCTION
«Death performs a rapid synthesis of the past life,
and the retrospective light it throws on that life
transcends its essential points,
making them mythical or moral acts out of time.
This is how a life becomes a story».
(Pier Paolo Pasolini)
Rome, March 26, 2009.
Dear Pier Paolo,
You may be wondering who I am and how I got the idea of investigating you, I who was just born when you were killed. Many people have asked me this, and of course I have often asked myself the same question. But I can’t help thinking that you are still waiting for so many more answers, and that we all have a duty to give them to you. Only then can we all rest in peace.
We are often accused of having no historical memory, but that is not the reason why I continue to seek the other truth. And how could I not, since the one we have been given is demonstrably false? If this truth belongs to the common past, is it not in the search for common answers that we consolidate historical memory? What can our future be if we continue to lie to each other about the past? Or is truth something that belongs only to those who wish to distort that memory?
I don’t accept that, and I think that’s the real driving force behind my fight. I will not accept being lied to. The truth belongs to all of us, and that is why tomorrow morning I will submit a request to the Public Prosecutor’s Office to reopen the investigation into your death. I will send it through my lawyer, the extraordinary lawyer Stefano Maccioni, to the Ill.mo Sig. Procuratore della Repubblica Dr. Giovanni Ferrara, whom we will ask with a petition according to art. 414 of the Criminal Procedure Code to reopen the investigation.
I am not a lawyer, I am just a person who, when looking for something, sometimes finds herself. We had been researching for months because the judicial version of your murder was so blatantly absurd that it would have been an act of complicity not to shout it out to the world. Everyone was saying and writing that it was nothing more than a sleazy faggot story, but then I found the investigation in ‘L’Europeo’, signed by Oriana Fallaci and Mauro Volterra.
I spent days in the library of the Senate in Rome, going through the microfilm of the press of the time, jotting down names, surnames, places, statements. This was not a simple memoir, a moving and heartfelt recollection of a great poet. It was really an investigation. So I kept jotting down names, surnames, places, and the more I went on, the more things didn’t add up. Nothing fitted.
So I scrolled through the newspapers, I said to myself, look at these clues they found, the police will find something. But instead, nothing. For the next few days I wondered how they could have covered it all up, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt the anger growing inside me and the desire to scream at the world: I don’t believe you! So I said to myself, making a commitment that was perhaps bigger than myself, but which I am still trying to fulfil, that I would find out the truth. I would find out who killed you and then I would tell you.
