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(en) Italy, Sicilia Libertaria #462 - Our Stories. The Mafia Cemeteries. (ca, de, it, pt, tr)[machine translation]

Date Tue, 21 Oct 2025 07:47:00 +0300


I don't know whether discovering a mafia cemetery is, in itself, big news. For me, it was - shortly after the '92 attacks - near San Giuseppe Jato, a stone's throw from where, ten years earlier, Saro Riccobono and four others had been killed. But even that - setting aside the objective complexity of the sites - isn't what matters most to me. After all, it's a story which, retraced years later, reads like a tragicomic, almost Fantozzi-style tale. A cranial vault protruding among the debris on pizzo Mirabella, along the stream of the Vallone Procura. A vault I mistook for a sort of shapeless shell; I pulled it out, handled it and, finally, once I realized what I had in my hand, I interpreted it as a Mesolithic man - and managed to take it home. Back then, as a Natural Sciences student, that's how I saw it. It seems incredible, but that's truly what happened, at least until some people I turned to for a "determination" opened my eyes. What followed was something like a dash to the carabinieri and further twists. The news hit all the papers: four skeletons were recovered. A fact I've never hidden, though it has remained unpublished until now. In the end, after not too much prodding from friends, I decided to publish everything in a book I titled exactly as it happened: "How to Discover a Mafia Cemetery in San Giuseppe Jato and Take It Home." Because that "Corleonese necropolis" (as the newspapers called it) allowed me to "re-see" places and sensations, until I focused everything on a concept that today seems faded: people don't want to see the mafia because it is very close to us. We even distort its historiography by making it begin in the peasant world which, with class detachment, we point to as brutal, uncultured or - to use a word with fully negative connotation - "viddano." Yet the mafia wasn't born that way: it appears along the trail of the management of violence that belonged to the feudal nobles and then to the bourgeoisie which, in the very first decades of the '800, emerged from its social oblivion. The fiefs in which the economy of the time turned (only apparently erased but substantially reappearing in the latifundium) changed hands; the new owners were up-and-coming bourgeois with solid political ties, ready to take over (also by force) the management of an economic system based on the most degrading control of peasant masses who continued to be deprived of everything. The new masters were notables, in any case well-off people ascribable to the so-called galantuomini, by which term a prestigious class role was meant. Among them, according to historian Giuseppe Carlo Marino, the mafia godfathers have their origins. The mafia defended the interests of the bourgeoisie because it was itself bourgeois. There are many examples, and in the book I tried to leave a record of them, also mixing in stories from my own life, because the mafia - whether deliberately or not - we have all breathed. Some rejected it; others made of it, with only apparent detachment, a class dis-honor. But in those mountains I lived my Anarchy. I went for the birds (ornithology has always been my passion) and I almost felt I was rereading Histoire d'une Montagne by the anarchist geographer Élisée Reclus, who "felt" Nature, noting aspects that foreshadowed environmentalism. Reclus had been to Palermo; in his Nouvelle géographie universelle, printed in the second half of the '800, he described the contrast between noble palaces and the poverty of the masses; and then the number of Palermo's «maffia» affiliates, estimated between 4,000 and 5,000. I, instead, have written only a tale in which I revisited the mafia "close" to me - not the murderers' mafia (luckily it never brushed my family), but that of the "Sacco," of the notables I came to know, of respectability, of the churches of Palermo bene and of the racism toward poor neighborhoods (of course branded as "mafia"). I saw again the Conca d'Oro and the Vallone Procura, which I bade farewell to amid carabinieri with pickaxes and shovels, already wrapped in the darkness that carried the scents of the evergreen maquis. In those years the most sensational attacks occurred, for the prominence of the victims and the force of the blasts. Only those who refuse to see pretend not to think of the subversive potential of those events, which thus far have lacked judicial truth about the possible real masterminds. It had already happened when the State sent, for a police crackdown, the famous Cesare Mori and, earlier still, Prefect Malusardi. We forget it, but the criminal pyramid had been well described precisely for the Partinico area decades earlier, while, earlier yet, the mafia associations and the very structuring of the organization were known - which, with the arrival of Lucky Luciano after the war, would become the Sicilian Cosa nostra. The Fantozzi-farce elements lie not only in my tragicomic find, but also in the way the general public learned terms like mafia commission and its branches into families and "tens." Terminology made known by the "fascinating" film The Godfather. Practically everything was there, including the "pentiti," influential friendships, esteemed professionals. In those years, however, Palermo's politicians and prelates denied the existence of the mafia. Had they not noticed? Its elimination could only have occurred within a social uprising which, however, when it broke out (the most formidable example is that of the Fasci dei lavoratori siciliani), was crushed by the State and by the mafia itself. Perhaps Ciro Troiano, criminologist, is right, who in the book's preface recalls how, as a boy at a relative's house, God and the State fell on my head. Without that restless episode - which I still "feel" today - I am certain I would never have found that piece of skeleton I brought home.

Giovanni Guadagna

https://www.sicilialibertaria.it/
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