drawing by Suzanne Dunaway |
In Italy as in Tony Soprano’s New Jersey, the garbage business is
traditionally in the hands of the Mob.
The ubiquity of organized crime is
no surprise when it comes to Italy's South, cradle of the Mafia and its regional
offshots. Nobody’s shocked to hear that the Calabrian ‘Ndrangeta runs hospital
kitchens and has the corner on artificial limbs. It’s par for the course if Goodfella
funeral directors wander the hospital wards in Naples with impunity in search
of imminent cadavers to snatch, or if Sicilian regional administrators let
public hospitals deteriorate so their Mafioso friends can build private ones. But
when we read reports of Mafia-owned businesses getting the contracts to build
and renovate hospitals in previously off-limits northern cities like Verona,
Savona, and Milan, I for one find it frankly amazing.
Convicted Mafia bosses are always getting assigned to house
arrest instead of prison on the grounds of ill-health. Failing which, they arrange
transfers from jail to cushy private hospitals on trumped-up medical excuses. One
easy trick is to buy off a surgeon to perform a biopsy and then switch the
histological slides, so the pathologist will diagnose a healthy boss as having
cancer. In my favorite case the gentleman had been passing himself off as a
kidney dialysis patient. When a suspicious judge sent around an inspector to check
with his own eyes that the near-death lab specimens came, indeed, from the man
of honor, cooperative doctors rigged up a bag containing the blood of a real
dialysis patient on the boss’s back and ran a catheter down through the sleeve
of his hospital gown. That way a nurse who was in on the scam could by a little
sleight of hand draw a diseased blood sample, in front of the inspector’s eyes,
from the plastic tube instead of the vein.
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Should you ever have patients whom you suspect are Mafioso and who, like Tony Soprano, are in need of mental health services, please do not refer them to me 😦.
ReplyDeletebut why? Dr. Melfi had such a great time treating him!
DeleteI had a procedure in the Rome American Hospital in 2012, and rumor had it then that it was exactly one of those cushy private hospitals you are talking about- a top floor that the elevator didn't stop at, and a closed off wing where the mafiosi were living it up in hotel-style luxury. Susan Garau
ReplyDeleteHah! I love the top floor where the elevator didn't stop.
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