Seriously Stupid, or even serious at all?
It's of a piece with the ISC's stunning observation that Curatolo made his dock ID 'not once, but twice' as if we should all stand back and gasp in amazement at such profundity. Truly, the emperor has no clothes.
But there was also the political maneuver to raise the spectre of an investigation of the case in parliament by the politician Girlanda(?)
Judge Hellman said (in a CBS News article shortly after the new conviction I think) as soon as the acquittal became politicized, he knew it would be overturned.
Girlanda was from Burlesconi's party, and hoped to use the case to bash the judiciary, to help in their defense of Burlesconi, no?
So is Chieffi's opinion legitimately foolish? Or is it the product of self-preservation, by reversing the acquittal, it would forestall or obliviate any immediate politically motivated inquiry into the judiciary/prosecution's role in the case.
Of course, Chieffi is also a noted 9-11 truther, and has contributed his significant skills for obfuscation towards that fine endeavor, so who knows how much of a crazy, incompetent, cranky lunatic he really is?
(And in addition to insisting Curatolo must be believed, Chieffi also insisted that Guede's fast track trial findings must be considered binding on this case. - denying the ECHR/ITALIAN constitution guaranteed opportunity to contest the charges at trial - and confront an accuser)
And for the record, Pretty sure that some of the ECHR cases that Numbers posted showed that - a court (in this case cassation) cannot over-rule a lower court's assessment of the evidence including the credibility of a witness, unless they are;
1. empowered by law to review the evidence (which cassation is not)
2. Actually review the evidence (in this case hear the witness - which neither cassation nor Nencini did, because Curatolo had moved on to that great shooting gallery in the sky).
ETA - and we musn't forget that it is Chieffi who has decided that contamination must be proved, and once again, the fruits of science somehow turn sour at the Italian border. A land where geologists are criminals, and tight jeans are a fool proof deterrent to rape.