Bribes in the region took four officials
Taken Palace. In four. With hands on bribes, in one of the offices of the Campania Region. According to a script that was to last for some time in the training and perhaps in others as the Republic had already told a month ago. And as the same councilor Corrado Gabriele had complained to the prosecutor, together with the entrepreneurs who had pointed out the various "pressure" exercised by some of its leaders.
's not all: the 4 officials surprised yesterday by 007 of the Digos of Naples had not only just received the latest "installment" for a thousand euro, yet another installment of a tow from a total of € 20 thousand that was intended to "speed up the practice of settlement of 800 thousand euro of European funds." But if they were also divided and put in your pocket, in a few seconds, thus saving the police investigators - spoke with polite raid - even the effort to prove who were the actual recipients of the money. A fifth person, a woman on the position of which are ongoing evaluations, perhaps unwittingly assisted by the delivery of business-bait. Four arrested for extortion. In "flagrante delicto", is written in these cases. End up in handcuffs Andrea Fogliamanzillo, 54, Torre Annunziata, Anthony Richard, 56; Costanzo Barile, 35 of Portsmouth, and Camillo D'Ambra, 56. An instant shock: an image that seems drawn from the scot blitz comes from the nineties provided yesterday by the Attorney Giandomenico Lepore and conducted by men's assistant chief Antonio Sbordone. D'Ambra is the only officials who - in the raid yesterday - is not found with the money physically in your pocket. However, for the prosecution's story, D'Ambra would also actively participated in "conduct extortioner." Happens all around 10. The highlight scene of a movie of "ordinary bribes and threats - according to the story of the victims - is held in the Centre directional. C3 Island, fourth floor, room number dieci.Dentro, there is a man who will simply call Mr. Charles, a businessman who has for some months now entrusted their very detailed complaints to court. And there are the four officials Fogliamanzillo, Richard, Barile and D'Ambra. Mr. Charles is well known by the officials under investigation, but this time is "miked" turned into bait: about a year pays its tangents (which now amount to some € 20 thousand) because the officials would have understood "in any way that was the only way to get those 800 thousand euro in time for the performance and services in the training. " Him, therefore, Mr. Charles brings a "bug" through which the Digos can listen live, even if disturbed by sound, what happens. The 007 have come to expect, first, that the delivery takes place in a bar in the business center. At other times, in fact, went like this: Charles entered the room, reached the bathroom, laid the package with the money close to water, a moment later came a group and collect the loot. But not yesterday. Yesterday entertain above, change the program. What could be more secure, must have thought the alleged gang of four, if not divide all? In fact: the entrepreneur takes out the package covered with sheets of paper that contains the tangent of a thousand euro, all bills 100, previously photocopied by the police. Li lies on the table. One of the officials must react badly to the news that are not 2 thousand, but only one thousand euro. "But then we must revise for the rest?" Is one of them. And another: "Oh, please, you have to go back at Christmas." Mr. Charles says yes, of course. Then exits. The Digos implementing the plan B, there is no longer the bar, we must now search the offices. They spend 5 minutes, enter. Fogliamanzillo seems to stammer something, according to radio Digos, "We do not understand why they left this money, mah." They take the handcuffs. Chaos in the office. The Region immediately suspend them, and starts a process known disciplinare.Una story in many, but only the commissioner and employers had told the Justice. Republic we had dedicated a page you can such anomalies were still in government? They, meanwhile, according to the official story, opened the door to another bribe.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Usb Security Access Toshiba
hi tech weapons for the clan
The investigators did not speak, their mouths are sewn and nothing leaks out from the investigations laid down .. very delicate ... The suspicion remains open and disturbing scenarios about what 'moving shadow of the Camorra magma. It seems that the focus groups in the breakaway forces, led by boss Raffaele Amato and winning out in the clash that pitted them against the clan of Paolo Di Lauro will be equipped with modern weapons and new generation. The clan would start a sort of modernization of its weaponry. It is the path on which at least ten working days are the agents of the Commissioner of Police Secondigliano directed by the vice-quaestor Sergio Mauro. The track is reinforced when yesterday morning, the agen tihanno broke into an abandoned cottage on a Vanella Grassi, an area considered a stronghold of the breakaway members. Here the police during a control to have discovered hidden on the roof of a deadly gun Advan-ced
Taser from a laser pointer, complete with power supply 8 AA batteries, inserted with a power generator, and a second generator . The gun was protected with a plastic bag and hidden in a small space between some bricks. The same agents of the Commissioner of Secondigliano less than five days ago, in the same street within a box recovered Artone December 44 caliber 357 Magnum cartridges. Sophisticated weapons and special items as is the case of the new Advanced Taser, which is causing much controversy in the world for its dangerous (three people killed in just one month when in fact the gun was invented electronic .. .. only to stun). The question: Why was there that gun. Perhaps the weapon found during the inspection was a piece .. .. a sample taken in a vision to equip .. .. .. .. that responsible focus groups for missions. Before the wide provision wider the goods shall be tested. In short, the killer of splinter change strategy and to perform the death sentences maybe you want to instrument called light .. only .. intimidire.Ad for example would be the case for those infidels that drug dealers sometimes instead of selling all the drugs given it a little or keep for personal use or to supplement their income.
Friday, April 14, 2006
Cheat For Planetary Pinball
The post that I can not write or post Last
Here comes the last weekend, Friday I greet all of my colleagues, "yanow, if happen to be here, etc.", then I fly to St. Mark's Place for me to make shoes more beautiful in the world from a Russian, I run after gifts, have dinner and then fast I go to Linda, took classic Budweiser, red wine and all the players in full, then leave Juerie Tuti and, inexplicably, and we find ourselves at Luke & Leroy, scene of many battles, such as theft IPOD Juerie of the night then became day and moved to Boston, and dancing, with more and more drunk Leardi lap after lap, with the Ark T-shirts that are being beaten in the face by a DJ, the Beautiful Pea goes to bribe to get a shirt, and then question turns out John Cameron Mitchell, too affectionate but does not surprise me the most, one that will go to Cannes for a film, say, then pizza from Joe's, and drag the Dapple, who has to sleep with me, before the windows of the tattoo still lit, the West 4th, Christopher Street, we sleep on the fly, but we wake up immediately to go to MOMA to see a documentary on Sonic Youth, it pours, and we are late and then take a taxi, but there is a traffic absurd and we decide to do it on the run, twenty blocks in the flood, on the Sixth street, along with the parade of Scots, who illegally crossed three or four times, getting nervous security, then get soaked at the end of the documentary, but no matter, there is barely time for a self-service Chinese before heading home to Brooklyn's aunt Pisello_Bello for a surprise farewell party, chock full of Italian-Americans, ceramic figurines, stuffed with food garlic, Italian music with the dance remix Toto Cutugno early 90s, terrible but sociologically interesting, but the reflections begin shrink, everyone, then drive us to a club where music comes out very reassuring, and then we deviate at the last minute in a bowling alley, I do not win with dignity but where I come behind Juerie, relentless in the strike, then back to Manhattan and go all'Annex, where they dance until the DJ is not forced to cut but gives us, against the will of the bouncer, a Finally, heroic, "Be My Baby" that closes the dance, the first Sunday of delirium, to catch up with the latest gifts with Dapple, and then Linda Juerie, with deviation to the Motor City, where Claudia is waiting for me to greet the Baby Shakes , give me drink up drink, and drink long after we go back to Brooklyn, home of Andrew, which prepares us macaroni with meat sauce, with wine, and the team is complete, missing only Tuti, the evening runs at breakneck speed as all these three months, and we find ourselves on the F subway, all down to 2nd Avenue, but me, I continue to West 4, and so on 2nd Avenue greeting everyone, one by one, until the train unexpectedly resumed speed starts to skid right and left, yet increases speed, I can reach out and take them on the fly, all of them, a human chain at the very time when the train goes off the rails and takes off, turn right and fly over the ' East River,
Here comes the last weekend, Friday I greet all of my colleagues, "yanow, if happen to be here, etc.", then I fly to St. Mark's Place for me to make shoes more beautiful in the world from a Russian, I run after gifts, have dinner and then fast I go to Linda, took classic Budweiser, red wine and all the players in full, then leave Juerie Tuti and, inexplicably, and we find ourselves at Luke & Leroy, scene of many battles, such as theft IPOD Juerie of the night then became day and moved to Boston, and dancing, with more and more drunk Leardi lap after lap, with the Ark T-shirts that are being beaten in the face by a DJ, the Beautiful Pea goes to bribe to get a shirt, and then question turns out John Cameron Mitchell, too affectionate but does not surprise me the most, one that will go to Cannes for a film, say, then pizza from Joe's, and drag the Dapple, who has to sleep with me, before the windows of the tattoo still lit, the West 4th, Christopher Street, we sleep on the fly, but we wake up immediately to go to MOMA to see a documentary on Sonic Youth, it pours, and we are late and then take a taxi, but there is a traffic absurd and we decide to do it on the run, twenty blocks in the flood, on the Sixth street, along with the parade of Scots, who illegally crossed three or four times, getting nervous security, then get soaked at the end of the documentary, but no matter, there is barely time for a self-service Chinese before heading home to Brooklyn's aunt Pisello_Bello for a surprise farewell party, chock full of Italian-Americans, ceramic figurines, stuffed with food garlic, Italian music with the dance remix Toto Cutugno early 90s, terrible but sociologically interesting, but the reflections begin shrink, everyone, then drive us to a club where music comes out very reassuring, and then we deviate at the last minute in a bowling alley, I do not win with dignity but where I come behind Juerie, relentless in the strike, then back to Manhattan and go all'Annex, where they dance until the DJ is not forced to cut but gives us, against the will of the bouncer, a Finally, heroic, "Be My Baby" that closes the dance, the first Sunday of delirium, to catch up with the latest gifts with Dapple, and then Linda Juerie, with deviation to the Motor City, where Claudia is waiting for me to greet the Baby Shakes , give me drink up drink, and drink long after we go back to Brooklyn, home of Andrew, which prepares us macaroni with meat sauce, with wine, and the team is complete, missing only Tuti, the evening runs at breakneck speed as all these three months, and we find ourselves on the F subway, all down to 2nd Avenue, but me, I continue to West 4, and so on 2nd Avenue greeting everyone, one by one, until the train unexpectedly resumed speed starts to skid right and left, yet increases speed, I can reach out and take them on the fly, all of them, a human chain at the very time when the train goes off the rails and takes off, turn right and fly over the ' East River,
Wednesday, April 5, 2006
Getting Preagnet Games
Formed a band, we formed a band. Evincine that was not the last post.
and win it. Do not miss.
Art Brut live at Bowery Ballroom
That fat obese Connie and I finished both the Nutella chocolate Pop Tarts, a betrayal, and this morning I had to eat his bitter peanut butter in the fridge always . Would you like to do the fucking acupuncture, then changed kleptomaniac with anything that has a minimum content of sugar. Bitch.
Today is my penultimate day of internship and received specific death threat 'in the event that I were not able to finish my enthusiastic report. So I have to, listen, listen, work. At least I passed. And thanks to God is reached by the espresso.
time to laugh, I broke my fucking winter for a while 'and therefore I leave the house without a coat defiant. Type yesterday. When in mid morning it started snowing. Bad. Then he stopped, when the sun is.
The singer of Art Brut is doubled compared to last summer's concert in Turin, but homour is still intact ... All text is modified, adapted to New York to date. Emily Kane Type: it seems that just in the morning of Tuesday the lady in person has left a voicemail message to the new Buzzoni. In the photo, the fake fireplace Connie house (you'll pay for the Nutella, bitch).
Next to us a couple of gay rubs and so far so good. When one of them takes my hand, mistaking it for that of the boyfriend, things begin to fall.
Ponys that the Support Group for those who do not know, have a great record called "Celebration Castle". Just to accept, "Glass Conversation" . (service message: Ob1, put it in the compilation of links instead of a crap)
Should I finish the report right now
Also because yesterday the boss' shit the bucks and has also offered lunch by Alfredo, the one who invented the fettuccine Alfredo, for instance. Fettuccine, stir-fry to the Roman, huge T-bone steak, fennel cake (I find them everywhere) and chocolate. all very good, I guess, because this morning I had burned his tongue with yet another coffee (and still do not feel the bitter taste ... if we exclude the peanut butter ... bitch).
The photo I shot at the intersection of Essex and Houston. Anyway.
The head of the Chamber of Commerce is a type in their sixties, Romano, widely shared two passions: wine white break in the afternoon, and bullshit. Thus it was that one day a member of the House, a prominent exponent of quell'accozzaglia simpleton who is the Rotary, he wanted to give him a book on the abolition, and he has bounced back to me, saying he was preparing his thesis on the subject . I have not had the courage to deny, given the joy with which the Rotary gave me the book.
In any event, at Strand Bookstore gave me seven dollars to the brick on slavery. Reinvested, the more cash in abundance, in two volumes. To be precise this:
And this:
Last night I dragged the Leardi and Juerie to see "The Devil and Daniel Johnston, "the documentary about the artist's life outside of the rind of which key members of the new wave rock'n'roll have previously quibble here . The film, predictably, is cool. The Dapple `asleep after one minute and twenty-five. After the film, to dance at Sapphire, just around the corner. The hours are small, but then increased again, reassuring me.
As we said,` come and espresso. It benefits from again, right now, before you get to work. Why work today.
and win it. Do not miss.
Art Brut live at Bowery Ballroom
That fat obese Connie and I finished both the Nutella chocolate Pop Tarts, a betrayal, and this morning I had to eat his bitter peanut butter in the fridge always . Would you like to do the fucking acupuncture, then changed kleptomaniac with anything that has a minimum content of sugar. Bitch.
Today is my penultimate day of internship and received specific death threat 'in the event that I were not able to finish my enthusiastic report. So I have to, listen, listen, work. At least I passed. And thanks to God is reached by the espresso.
time to laugh, I broke my fucking winter for a while 'and therefore I leave the house without a coat defiant. Type yesterday. When in mid morning it started snowing. Bad. Then he stopped, when the sun is.
The singer of Art Brut is doubled compared to last summer's concert in Turin, but homour is still intact ... All text is modified, adapted to New York to date. Emily Kane Type: it seems that just in the morning of Tuesday the lady in person has left a voicemail message to the new Buzzoni. In the photo, the fake fireplace Connie house (you'll pay for the Nutella, bitch). Next to us a couple of gay rubs and so far so good. When one of them takes my hand, mistaking it for that of the boyfriend, things begin to fall.
Ponys that the Support Group for those who do not know, have a great record called "Celebration Castle". Just to accept, "Glass Conversation" . (service message: Ob1, put it in the compilation of links instead of a crap)
Should I finish the report right now
Also because yesterday the boss' shit the bucks and has also offered lunch by Alfredo, the one who invented the fettuccine Alfredo, for instance. Fettuccine, stir-fry to the Roman, huge T-bone steak, fennel cake (I find them everywhere) and chocolate. all very good, I guess, because this morning I had burned his tongue with yet another coffee (and still do not feel the bitter taste ... if we exclude the peanut butter ... bitch). The photo I shot at the intersection of Essex and Houston. Anyway.
The head of the Chamber of Commerce is a type in their sixties, Romano, widely shared two passions: wine white break in the afternoon, and bullshit. Thus it was that one day a member of the House, a prominent exponent of quell'accozzaglia simpleton who is the Rotary, he wanted to give him a book on the abolition, and he has bounced back to me, saying he was preparing his thesis on the subject . I have not had the courage to deny, given the joy with which the Rotary gave me the book.
In any event, at Strand Bookstore gave me seven dollars to the brick on slavery. Reinvested, the more cash in abundance, in two volumes. To be precise this:
And this:
Last night I dragged the Leardi and Juerie to see "The Devil and Daniel Johnston, "the documentary about the artist's life outside of the rind of which key members of the new wave rock'n'roll have previously quibble here . The film, predictably, is cool. The Dapple `asleep after one minute and twenty-five. After the film, to dance at Sapphire, just around the corner. The hours are small, but then increased again, reassuring me.
As we said,` come and espresso. It benefits from again, right now, before you get to work. Why work today.
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