A Writers' Retreat in Wonderful Matera

Matera is wonderful...or very bizarre, depending on how you look at it. A World Heritage town, it's located in Southern Italy, not far from Bari, in a rather nondescript agricultural plain that has provided grain, fruit and wine since the time of the Ancient Greeks - and much before them no doubt, because Matera has one extraordinary feature: a big part of the old town, called the "Sassi", are in fact a collection of paleolithic caves. The area has been surely lived in for over 40,000 years and it shows. And now, of course, it has become a major touristic attraction, with the caves turned into highly unusual hotels.

Panorama of MateraPanorama of Matera (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It is in this suggestive setting that an international group of writers recently met for a 4-day seminar without any precise agenda other than "brainstorming" their current work and future plans. This is the second year the event is held - always at the end of March - sponsored by literary agent Christine Witthohn, owner of the Book Cents Literary Agency, and author Liz Jennings. Liz also runs the hugely successful annual Women's Fiction Festival (held in Matera 27-30 September - now at its 9th edition) that attracts numerous writers from all over Europe as well as agents and editors from both the US and UK and several European countries (Germany, Netherlands). Liz is used to organizing international events and Christine to give out provocative ideas and opinions. I attended the writers' retreat (it's the second time I do) and can confirm the two of them ensured that our "brainstorming" was stimulating beyond our dreams! 

Before introducing everyone - we were about a dozen writers, a perfect number to interact - and tell you what we did, I'd like to take you by the hand - or rather with my camera - as I went to my hotel in Matera on a lovely Spring afternoon, having driven past olive groves and blossoming fruit trees. 

Here is the entrance to the hotel where we stayed and held our meetings, the Locanda di San Martino:

The hotel extends all the way to the top (where you see the tree) in a maze of alleys linking one room to the next, or should I say, caves. Here is an alley linking the rooms:

Fortunately there's a modern elevator, ensconced among the caves, that takes away the effort of climbing up:

 All bedrooms are old caves, partly carved out in the rock - but fortunately modernized with every possible comfort, including air conditioning (this is my bedroom):

When you look at the walls of your bedroom, you can almost see the traces left behind by cavemen, in the mysterious nooks and crannies:

It's the perfect place for full immersion in Matera's Sassi (speaking of immersion, it has even a hot water spa in one of the caves).

It's also the perfect place for a writers' retreat. The night before we started our retreat, we all met in one of the town's cafés:

A wonderful reunion as many of us had participated in last year's brainstorming. The next morning - a beautiful day - as I walked to our meeting place in the hotel's reception area, I stopped to take this the view on my way down:

Our meeting place was equally spectacular, a succession of caves tastefully arranged. Here, in the center, you have Liz Jennings (in pink) and Christine Witthohn (in dark blue): 

All of us are seated around in comfortable couches - each of us getting a half hour to talk about our writing (30 minutes and no more, Christine clocked us to keep us from going astray):

We drank water and tea and talked all day long. We also stopped for marvelous lunches at a terrace restaurant:

And never stopped talking through every meal. About what you may ask? 

Consider that we were a very diverse group: some published by big traditional houses, others by small presses, yet others self-published or on their way to dip toes in self-publishing now that the stigma is off. Some were American, there was also a good English group from Oxford represented by Elizabeth Aston a.k.a. Edmondson, Anselm Audley and Eloise Aston with their recently launched Attica Books e-publishing venture specialized in mysteries, fantasy and "wit and whimsy" (light rom-com type novels). And there were foreigners too, coming from Sicily, Germany, Austria and of course myself (born Belgian - raised on three continents).

We talked about our novels and our plans - as diverse as our backgrounds, ranging from women's fiction to fantasy to romantic suspense, thrillers and more. We also touched on issues that are of particular concern to any published writer: how to market your book. 

This was not mere shop talk. I know I walked away with a much clearer idea of what I should do next (publish a novel: I've got A Hook in the Sky ready - just a matter of editing, so watch for it coming out soon). Liz Jennings said she got enough ideas for three novels! And I'm sure everyone left with a feeling of having been strengthened and enriched by the attention and suggestions generously given by everyone and in particular by Christine whose long experience and deep knowledge of the publishing industry was invaluable.

In the comments below, I hope my fellow Matera brainstormers will add what they got out of our retreat. For me, it was an outstanding experience, I would rate it Triple A. 

I'd like to conclude by noting that this concept of a writers' retreat, with a fexible open agenda, is (as far as I know) something very rare in the industry. You have plenty of writers' conferences where writers meet agents and editors, but they are huge affairs. No time for direct, sustained contact and exchange. All you do is pitch yourself and your novel - you don't get real feedback and moments of meditation where you can re-adjust your compass and determine exactly where you should be going. 

Then, of course, at the end of every day there is magical Matera awaiting you:

A totally safe town, where people stroll about in the streets at 11 pm, stop and talk to each other - young and old, families with children, no beggars, no drunkards, no cars... A paradise! 

If interested, Brainstorming in Matera is an event open to all serious writers, published, unpublished and self-published - click on this link for more information.

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The Video Game Society: a source of inspiration for The GREAT HACKER HEIST, a short story

With the growth of Internet, revenues in the video game industry have sky rocketed in recent years and have started to surpass the film industry. The figures are astonishing: according to the latest statistics, it is the fastest growing component of the international media sector. Growing annually at a rate of over 9%,  it stood at $48.9 billion in 2011 and is expected to reach $68 billion in 2012. While precisely comparable figures for the film industry are hard to come by (depending on what you include in them - for example video/DVDs, television), there is general agreement that annual revenues from film entertainment is around $65 billion, evenly divided between the US and the rest of the world. 

But one shouldn't overlook the fact that sometimes the video game industry cross-cuts with the film industry, as the release of some films lead to the creation of video games and vice versa. A recent example that comes to mind is the hugely successful Prince of Persia, but there are many others.

Ours is a society given to playing games – a video game society: we love to play, we love to be entertained at any cost…So here is a story inspired by what is fast becoming a major aspect of our digital lives.
Hacker inside                   Hacker inside (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


“When I woke up, everything in the house was stolen!” The woman sobbed. “Everything!” she wailed. The lines around her mouth and on her forehead were so deep that her face looked like a Greek mask of grief.
The husband, much older, didn’t seem to share in her pain. He just kept patting her hand, like a father might do to calm an excitable daughter, and murmuring “my poor darling…”
The policeman squared his shoulders and settled his beer belly in the armchair, reflecting that he was facing a bizarre trio: a hysterical middle-aged wife, an apparently unruffled husband, and a third rather enigmatic character, a young lawyer with close-cropped hair and a know-it-all smile. So far the lawyer hadn’t said a word, beyond introducing himself and his clients.
 “Ma’am, I need to understand what happened…” said the policeman, his hand raised towards the computer’s touch screen. The morning sunshine hit his eyes, and he got up to pull down the venetian blinds.
The woman complied, without waiting for the policeman to return to his computer. “They took everything!” she said, her tinny voice rising to a crescendo. “My paintings, my carpets, my new white leather sofa. A beautiful sofa, top of the line, it cost me a bomb! And the newly installed aquarium. I hadn’t even had time to buy fish for it. And the billiards table – you know, it’s so convenient: it doubles as a dining table when guests are coming. All gone in one night.  I tell you, they took everything!”
“You mean the whole house was emptied?” said the policeman, sitting down. He tapped the screen of  the computer and with a graceful wave of the hand, he called up the standard form for depositions.
The woman nodded, wiping her tears. “Empty. All six rooms of the house: totally empty. They didn’t leave one piece of furniture behind. Just the dog. My poor sweet Muffy. He was there, all alone, walking around in the empty rooms. He was moaning. You should have seen him, his eyes drooped, his ears too, he looked so sad…” And she started crying again.
The policeman sighed. He hated it when women cried like this. It made it so difficult to take their deposition down. “Was the dog hurt?” he asked.
“No…no, I don’t think so.”
“And he didn’t bark in the night?”
“No. He never barks at strangers.”
“Why not?”
“I’ve trained him not to!” said the woman with pride.
“Maybe you shouldn’t have,” grumbled the policeman. People were really stupid. If it didn’t bark, why did they keep a dog for? “Look, Lady, let’s start from the beginning,” he said. “Let’s go at it, one step at a time. Let me ask you. When, to the best of your knowledge, did this theft occur?”
“Last night.”
“Ok, last night, that means Thursday October 12, 2020." He tapped the date on the screen. "But let’s try to pinpoint the time a little better. When did you go to bed?”
“I didn’t look but I usually go late, after my husband. At what time did you go to bed, darling?” she asked, turning to her husband.
“Oh, I was tired and I went around ten, as usual,” he said. The policeman wondered why he looked so grim.  “But darling, you never come up with me,” he added, looking yet more sombre, almost accusing. “You always stay all evening in front of your computer!”
“No, I don’t!”
“Yes, you do. You must have come up around midnight,” he said. “That’s what you usually do. But I didn’t hear you. Who knows. You might have come in even later than that.”
“Yes, Officer,  he’s right, my husband’s right. I have to admit it: I’m a computer addict!” she said, with a winning smile, perhaps designed to assuage her husband’s bad mood. “I…I don’t know at what time I went to bed.”
“Right. Okay. Let’s put in 12 pm,” said the policeman, entering the time with a tap on the screen. “Did you notice anything strange, out of the ordinary?”
“Nothing.” Her bright blue eyes looked straight at the policeman and he was certain she was telling the truth. Then he noticed yet another tear pearling in the corner of her eye and he hurried on with his questions. “Did you hear anything, any strange noises? Anything woke you up?” he asked.
She shook her head and brought out some paper tissue to dab at her eyes.
“You mean they carried out all that damn furniture and you heard nothing?” He was perplexed. Amazing how soundly people manage to sleep. His own sleep was very light – at his age, he was near retirement, he had this problem with peeing. Nobody could ever have emptied his house during the night without him noticing it.
She shook her head again and dabbed at her eyes some more. With all that dabbing, her eyes were becoming very red.
“I can’t believe it! A billiards table and a sofa, these are big, heavy things!”
“ I know,” she sighed. “And they even took my new Jacuzzi whirlpool! And the bathroom mirrors! I spent more on that bathroom than on anything else in the house!”
“They walked off with a Jacuzzi? You don’t say!” The policeman stared at her, and at the husband and their accompanying lawyer. This really was most unusual. Fun even. He’d heard of a lot of house robberies in his time, but never one which involved  unscrewing and unplugging a Jacuzzi. What with all the pipes and the electricity to cut off and the tub to carry through the door. And a whirlpool Jacuzzi had to be a damn big tub.
“I’ve never heard of such a heist. These were true professionals!” he exclaimed, and a hint of admiration could be detected in his voice. “How could you have heard nothing at all?”
She shook her head once more but all of a sudden she looked guilty. Ah, thought the policeman, here we come. Here’s the explanation.
“I did make a mistake”, she said. “I left my computer on.”
“Your computer was on?” The policeman looked at her aghast. What did that have to do with anything? Yet both her husband and the lawyer were shaking their heads knowingly. As if the computer was the thing that explained it all. That was weird.
“Yes,” she said. “It was on. I forgot to turn it off. I never forget, but last night I forgot. My fault.”
“Ma’am, I wouldn’t worry so much about it. I sometimes forget to turn off this office computer at night, and it’s still running in the morning when I come back. And nothing’s happened.”
“Lucky you!” she said, and started to cry again.
“But Ma’am, there’s something I don’t understand. If they took everything away, how come they didn’t take your computer?”
“Of course they didn’t. That would have been impossible.”
“Impossible? What do you mean?” roared the policeman. These guys were pulling his leg and he had enough of it.
“Officer, please, let me explain,” said the lawyer. He had a soothing manner and it took all his diplomacy and tact to calm the policeman. “Mrs. Johnson is a member of DHC, the Dream House Community, a game on Facebook…”
“Dream House? Never heard of it,” grumbled the policeman.
“Naturally you’ve heard of Facebook, haven’t you?” said the lawyer, and seeing him nod, he continued. “There is a group on Facebook that plays at building their dream house. A big group actually, some fifty million people across the world. They put their dream house up with the help of virtual architects and interior designers. They plan it so that their dream house is perfect, with everything they love and dream of having, including pets. Some have cats, others have dogs, or even cheetahs, pumas and baby tigers. Nice, since they’re virtual, they don’t eat you up or mess your house.”
“Naturally,” said the policeman, who hated to look stupid or uninformed.
 “And all the furniture people need for their dream house is acquired in virtual shops,” said the lawyer, not noticing the interruption. “All the knick knacks, paintings, sculptures, curtains, rugs, everything. And some of that antique or contemporary art can be quite expensive. Because Dream House Community members have to pay for it.”
“Not quite” said Mrs. Johnson. “One does make money when friends come and visit the house. They have to pay an entrance fee. Quite a few people visited mine,” she added proudly. “But I never earned enough. In the end, I had to put in my own money. I spent two hundred dollars to furnish my dream house! I want that money back!”
The policeman looked confused. “So you have come for a two hundred dollar theft?”
“Either the money or you find my furniture!” said Mrs. Johnson.
“Find virtual furniture?” said the policeman, hesitant. His hand tapped nervously on the computer’s screen. Noticing that it caused the screen to waver and blur, he took it quickly away. He couldn’t think of any deposition form that would fit that kind of robbery. Good thing he was retiring next year – this was fast becoming an impossible job.

...Curious to know the end of the story? You'll find it in DEATH ON FACEBOOK, Short Stories for the Digital Age (it's the second story in the collection - eight stories in total). Click here to buy (it's only $2.99):

Footnote: I hesitated a long time about posting tidbits of my writing on my blog but then decided it was probably the way to go, seeing other writers do it regularly.

I would love to know what you think of the idea? And if you like my short story collection, can I ask you to go back to the Amazon site and click that "like" button? They help me as a writer in gaining attention on Amazon and I'm really grateful for all the help you can give me - of course, reviews are also welcome but I realize they are far more demanding on your time...

And I'm  deeply grateful to those who have taken the time to write and post reviews. I have just had two new ones and they're so positive, they have warmed my poor writer's heart!

Believe me, the writer's life is a lonely one and it's wonderful to hear from one's readers...

Are you interested in what I'm up to as a writer? I just spent the last three days in wonderful Matera (that's a small, very ancient town in Southern Italy). I participated in a writers' retreat and plan to post about the experience very soon - but that's why you haven't heard from me, fellow twitterers, sorry for the silence! I was holed up in Matera discussing books with a dozen writer friends and one savvy literary agent. More on that in my next post!

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How the Digital Revolution is Changing Publishing: The Good and the Bad

publish #01Publish and Perish! publish #101 (Photo credit: mediamolecule)
In the three years since the Digital Revolution started, it has already changed publishing in many ways, good and bad. It's early days to pass a final judgment, but some of the impact is already very clear.

First, the Digital Revolution has opened the doors to indies, i.e. self-published authors, bringing a measure of respectability to self-publishing.  Authors found they no longer were the prey of so-called "vanity presses": they could take the jump and go to Smashwords or Amazon's KDP Select (the easiest way to do this) and several have made it big - notably Amanda Hocking, Konrath and John Locke. 

That was good. 

Unfortunately is had a bad result: so many would-be authors rushed to self-publish that what was once hidden from view - the infamous "slush pile", i.e. all those (often half-baked) manuscripts send in by aspiring writers to literary agents and editors - is now published for all to see.

Result? A lot of awful fiction from indies. Yet it keeps rolling out and selling, mainly because of the window of opportunity that traditional publishers have unwittingly created with the "agency model", imposing on all e-book sellers, from Apple to Amazon, a high price on e-book versions of their titles published in print. These high e-prices (generally around $15 to $17) were meant to protect the publishers' profits on printed books but opened the door to low prices for self-published authors. Indies were quick to take advantage, competing for readers by offering low prices for their books from 99 cents to a maximum of $4 or $5 - not to mention the use (and abuse) of free promotions.

The US Department of Justice has recently launched an anti-trust action that could eventually close that window of opportunity for indies, forcing traditional publishers to abandon the "agency model". When that happens, the playing field will be leveled and indies won't be able to compete with traditionally published authors merely through low prices: they will have to fight the good old fight on grounds of literary quality - not price.

Book "discoverability" is the other big victim of the Digital Revolution. Traditional publishers had book discoverability down pat, linking it to various strategies like participation in national literary awards (eg. the Pulitzer Prize), obtaining reviews in respected journals, placing books on best selling lists etc. Indies have none of these options opened to them. And in the vast and growing tsunami-like market (over a million titles so far - probably more like a million and half by the latest count), this problem will only grow more acute.

There's a lot of hype about how digital authors thanks to the Digital Revolution can at last connect directly with their readers. Sounds good but it only happens if your readers know you exist and have found your book and liked it. 

There's no doubt that traditionally published authors have an advantage over indies, assuming of course trad publishers do flex their marketing muscle and organize tours, contact reviewers etc etc - but of course we know that many don't and tend to reserve their marketing efforts to their star writers and other celebs.

There's also the theory that the market will naturally weed out the bad from the good - that the good, like cream, will float to the top. This is however just a theory that still needs to be proved. There's a lot of enthusiastic talk about the digital "long tail", that books are not on shelves for a couple of months the way they used to be in physical bookstores, but that they are up on digital shelves forever (or just about). 

However, being up there in the ether forever isn't going to do you any good if nobody knows you're there. The only advantage of the "long tail" is that you can plan your marketing over a much a longer time - much more than the 3 to 6 months max that is standard for traditionally printed books. Print-on-demand books of course do away with the distribution and storage problems and are theoretically much closer to e-books than to printed books (though production costs are naturally higher than for e-books that require no printing at all). So, if your books are only e-produced or PoD, you've got plenty of time to do your marketing...years even, to fill your shelf with your books, grow your blog, multiply your contacts on social media, make yourself known in reading communities, first among them Goodreads. 

Time is on your side, but don't kid yourself, it could take years and years, decades even...

So far, the real winners of the Digital Revolution are mid-list authors who have decided to go digital and e-publish their back list. Compared to indies, these authors already have a name and a fan base: that gives them assurance that they will sell a minimum of books from day one. And once the ball gets rolling, it just rolls...Much to the delight of readers who have never had it so good, especially genre readers (romance and sci-fi) that have almost a limitless choice of titles at their fingertips. Oh, the joys of the Digital Revolution!

There is a way however that the Digital Revolution has made a change that could be really good for authors: it has turned short stories and novellas into lucrative market propositions. Before the Digital Revolution, short fiction was a clear non-starter: no agent or editor worth her salt would look at a short piece unless you were already a well-known author and/or a celebrity. All you could do with your short story was to sell it to a specialized magazine and hope to be paid (with luck) two or three hundred dollars. 

However, with e-readers, the length of a book is not readily apparent - it doesn't really matter. Amazon was the first to realize the change and it was quick to launch its Kindle Single program with considerable success. In the 14 months the program has been running, Amazon reports it has sold more than 2 million Kindle Singles (see article below). Other publishers have followed suit - especially in the non-fiction area - and the format is gaining ground every day.

For writers, this is a bonus, a veritable God-sent. Short fiction is obviously less time-consuming to produce than a full novel. You can populate your virtual shelf with short stories and novellas, with non-fiction essays - all at "natural length" as touted by Amazon for its Kindle Singles.

But, there's a but (there always is), short fiction is not that easy to pull off. A lot of writers are more comfortable with the long form. A short story requires absolute control over every single word that goes into it. And (as I've blogged before) short stories for the Digital Age have to meet some pretty steep requirements to be successful. 

Just to recap here:

1. A fast and snappy opening, a maximum of ten words to grab the reader's attention

2. A well-paced plot and a minimum of back story, enough to give the reader a clear image of who the protagonists are and why they're doing what they are doing. The suspense should never flag.

3. A surprise ending, good and short, no elaboration, the reader's imagination should be set for flying. It has to leave the reader thinking about the story and wanting to read another one. 

These are demanding rules for creating model short stories. Do they cover flash fiction? Yes, but shortening should not be brought to extremes: a short story should not be so short that it leaves the reader with a feeling it is incomplete.  The satisfaction of reading a short story must be total. It is successful both for what is in it and for what is not.  

Why is it this way? Why can't short stories be the way they used to be, impressionistic, mood-catching, almost pieces of poetry...Well, of course, no one says they can't be that way still, but your average stressed out, multi-tasking citizen can't get immersed in it. No time for it when you stand in line at the post office, you wait for your doctor's appointment or you're catching your daily commuting train. 

Also, there's something else at work: you're bombarded with news. Since you're forced to participate in this globalized world, you welcome something that will take you out of it and make you think. You need to set a distance between the daily avalanche of information and yourself: 
"stop the world, I want to get off"! 

That is the feeling a short fiction writer should try to address.That is the feeling I tried to address in my collection of short stories, DEATH ON FACEBOOK - subtitled and that was deliberate: Short Stories for the Digital Age.

When I read short stories, those are the rules I judged them by...Whether I've lived up to my own rules, I'll let you decide. If you want to check them out, click here to get my short story collection:
Death on Facebook, Short Stories for the Digital Age

Short fiction, in my view, is uniquely adapted to our Times and could well become the next Big-selling genre...
What is your take?

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When the State Acts Like a Jungle Capitalist: How to Make Money From Collecting Taxes

acqua privatizzataacqua privatizzata: he forgot to pay the water tax (Photo credit: vignettando con Dario Levi)
Privatizing tax collection - a major State function - has been done in Italy in 2011 through Equitalia, basically a State Holding in private hands. Equitalia collects taxes on behalf of the State using a private business model that was meant to deliver superior results, the idea being that a privately managed firm would be better at collecting taxes than the stodgy and inefficient State bureaucracy.

That is the kind of ideology that is currently driving proposals to "privatize" water distribution in Italian cities, with results like in the vignette, where the poor citizen forgot to pay his water tax...

Collecting tax funds is certainly something Equitalia is good at, but it seems to be especially good at it for its own benefit. As a result of Equitalia's activities, a small priviledged group of little known private citizens have managed to make money from all the other hapless tax-paying citizens. 

Talk about the 1% controlling the 99% tax-wise, and making a fortune to boot!

An Italian blogger friend of mine, Giuseppe Bonanno di Linguaglossa, decided to investigate the matter and made an eye-opening report. For those who don't read Italian, here it is in a nutshell:

1. Equitalia is managed not by one but by three management boards (for the North, Centre and South): presumably a simpler structure would not have allowed enough people to eat at the Equitalia trough;

2. Equitalia's profits shot up by over 15% in 2011, making € 67 million in profits - distributed to...who knows, we are not told in what private pockets these millions ended.

3. The President of the "Agenzie delle Entrate" (the State tax collecting structure still exists) is present on the boards of Equitalia and his accumulated yearly income is higher than that of the President of the Italian equivalent of the Supreme Court, the Corte di Cassazione, even though that should be in principle illegal: no State employee, not matter at what management level, is allowed to earn more - and certainly, as in this case, much more than Prime Minister Monti himself.

4. Equitalia, like all private enterprises, has an insurance against risk setting aside €50 million to face bankruptcy risks and now raising that sum to €190 million: in short, this is a financially solid business, and no wonder since the major risk it faces is that citizens won't pay taxes...

5. And like all so-called serious businesses, Equitalia uses an international firm, KPMG, a major US audit, tax and advisory services firm with headquarters in New York and major offices across Canada and Europe. So, in essence, Italian taxpayers are audited by a US firm... 

5. For full information on the accounts of Equitalia, click here.

And below is Giuseppe Bonanno's blog post - those of you who can read Italian are in for a treat! Bottom line, this raises a serious question for Prime Minister Monti, one that Giuseppe himself asks in his blog:

What are you going to do, Professor Monti, with Equitalia? How long will it be allowed to rip off Italian taxpayers? 

EQUITALIA S.p.A., Sulla pelle del cittadino

E pensare che Prodi si era dato tanto da fare per smantellare le Holding di Stato?

Fu una catastrofe! Se si riflette che per far contenta la sinistra italiana e far mettere
nelle mani del Compagno Colanino (ma dov'era D'Alema?)  la Teleconm Italia, 
ha dovuto smontare tutto il Gruppo STET che dava al Tesoro le uova d'oro 
dei tre divedendi STET,Telecom It ed Italcable.

E poi dicono male di Putin e del suo capitalismo di Stato.

Tra le altre cose in Equitalia ci sono tre Consigli di Amministrazione  
(Uno non bastava! Bisogna creare e  ripartire le cariche il più possibile): 
Equitalia Nord, per la Lega? 
Equitalia Centro ( per chi?) ed 
Equitalia Sud per l'Agenzia dell'Entrate?

Navigando su Internet uno trova tutto; anche qualcosa di strano:
infatti il Consiglio di Amministrazione di Equitalia Sud risulta così composto: 

Presidente:                               Antonio Mastrapasqua,
Vice Presidente                        Attilio Befera  (per caso è il 
                                         Direttore Generale delle Entrate ?)
Amministratore Delegato           Benedetto Mineo
Presidente Collegio Sindacale    Claudio Boido
Sindaco Effettivo                       Luigi Orlando
Sindaco Effettivo                       Giulio Palazzo
Società di revisione                   KPMG  S.p.A. (Come è stato                    
                                               dato l'appalto?) Vedi sotto.

KPMG Headquarter on 345 Park Avenue in New Yor...
KPMG  N.Y.Image via Wikipedia
Ho voluto conoscere  la Voce 
"Compensi agli Amministratori
specialmente mi sono preoccupato per
il Dr. Attilio Befera che ai sensi della 
legge 244/2007 dovrebbe avere un 
obbligo per gli incarichi il cui trattamento 
economico supera quello di 
primo Presidente della Corte di 

Ma poi qualche tempo fa spuntò sui 
giornali che il Presidente di Equitalia 
guadagna più del Presidente del 
Consiglio. Sarà vero?

Caro Professore Monti, ha tutta la mia 
comprensione: come è difficile quando
si ha come Lei, una educazione 
Mitteleuropea, smantellare tutto questo!

Equitalia dichiara che "attualmente 
non sono in vigore incarichi assoggettati
alla comunicazione in oggetto". 
Forse perchè la struttura è una S.p.A. 
e quindi privatistica? Mah? E per il 2011?

Stiamo creando la via italiana alla  nomenclatura di Stato?
Cittadini allo strozzo! A davenì Putin!

Risultati ed andamento della gestione 2010 di Equitalia S.p.A.

"L’esercizio 2010 rileva un risultato economico positivo che conferma 
l’equilibrio economico dell’attività di holding di Equitalia S.p.A.  (Poveri Cittadini!)

In particolare nel 2010 sono stati distribuiti dividendi per un importo di
 67,1 €/mln. (A chi?).

Ci sono degli azionisti? No ? si? Saranno contenti come i Cittadini Italiani? 

Quanto prende la KPMG? Ci sono incarichi di Italiani nelle sedi KPMG di N.Y 
o in Canada? o in Europa?

Relazione di Bilancio Equitalia 2010:

In continuità con gli scorsi esercizi, è stato effettuato un accantonamento a
Fondo Rischi Finanziari Generali per 50 €/mln per far fronte al rischio generale

Tale presidio patrimoniale risulta ora adeguato a 190 €/mln
( Che i Cittadini non si lamentino possono contare sul rischio d'impresa! 
Pagate pagate e se non pagate c'è il rischio che pagate!)

Seguono gli schemi riclassificati di bilancio per margini e attività. 
Analisi per margini 
Conto Economico (Valori  in €/mgl) 
Descrizione 31/ 12/ 2010  Dividendi 67.106
                   31/12/ 2009    51.393
Variazioni  + 15.713 
Proventi finanziari (al netto degli oneri) 1.811 
Altri proventi di gestione 28.276 ,
Il margine operativo lordo al 31 dicembre 2010 è pari a 54,1 €/mln. 
La variazione positiva del MOL è ascrivibile all’effetto combinato:
- dell’incremento dei dividendi distribuiti dalle Partecipate 
rispetto al 2009 (+ 15,7 €/mln), che tiene conto della politica di 
patrimonializzazione del Gruppo; (Bel gruppetto!) dell’aumento dei 
costi operativi (KPMG?) riferibile ai maggiori costi sostenuti 
dalla Holding nella propria attività di coordinamento, con particolare 
riferimento alla fornitura di ulteriori servizi infragruppo nell’ambito della 
gestione dei progetti informatici, dei progetti di formazione e dello sviluppo 
del servizio centralizzato per visure a supporto dell’attività di riscossione di 
Gruppo. ( Un bel servizio al Cittadino!)
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Costi operativi (spese amministrative ) E. mln per il 2010: 
E. mln 43.039  + E. 4.304 

Ammortamenti 1.255
Stanziamenti a fondi rischi e oneri (1.700) 
Oneri finanziari su debiti verso cedenti 2.270 
( E poi accantonano  E. mln 50 mln?)

Se volete sapere di più andate sul sito EQUITALIA S.p.A.

Un Cittadino comune si domanderebbe perchè creare questa sovrastruttura?
Per avere altri posti per i Boiardi di Stato? Ma non erano scomparsi?
Anche questo è un costo della nostra Casta Politica?

Ma l'Ufficio delle Entrate con tutto il personale che ha, non poteva strutturarsi 
da solo invece di creare altri posti di lavoro ed altri incarichi remuneratissimi?
Ed i Comuni, con tutto il personale che hanno perchè non lo fanno lavorare 
al recupero delle somme dovute comprese le contravvenzioni per 
le violazioni al codice della strada?

Il Cittadino non capisce perchè e non capirà mai: i soldi dello Stato sono i suoi 
e non vanno in tasca agli amministratori per diritto divino.

La prossima volta parliamo delle Società dell'Energia.

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