On Truth
With unnecessary cruelty, I felt, Mach made the point that Mignini does not lie awake at night worrying about what we are discussing here. He implied this thread has very little bearing on the proceedings in Italy. Coulsdon reminds us of this at regular intervals and they are both right, of course. But, there is more than one way of skinning a cat. The trial process, as compared with a reasonably disciplined, learned, intelligent and prolonged internet discussion, does not necessarily come out on top in all respects even if, rather unfairly, they get to lock people up and we don't. Over the very long haul we may outlast the process and even have some impact on it, given that not a few posters here are connected with one or more of the players, among other considerations.
Truth will out, they say. The online discussion, subject to strictly (sometimes capriciously

) enforced rules, weeds out bad ideas, pools expertise (another cell tower discussion! Great!

) refines knowledge by iteration and thus circles in on the truth like a swarm of vultures wheeling in on a rotting carcass.
Truth forced Mach to blurt out that she was
strongly suspected when she arrived at the questura because he had forgotten that in demonstrating just how suspicious her behaviour was he had waded into a swamp been in another part of the forest. Truth did that.
Likewise, truth forced Mach to recant his triumphal claim that she had meant her own apartment when she said 'I was there. I cannot deny it'. Truth predicted she could not have meant that because, in truth, she was not
there. The answer to that one does indeed lie in the legal process where it was judicially held early on that she meant Raf's place, but I am sure we could find plenty of examples of points that have been made here but not there, or made here first or made here more forcefully.
Truth obliges me to doubt the claim insinuated into this discussion after many years that Mignini arrived at 2.00 a.m. How convenient that time is (and at variance with the time only he can have given Follain)! Like the porridge, not too early, not too late but just on time and backed by the ridiculous REM corroboration. Just like Curatolo's extraordinarily accurate recollection of looking at his watch and noticing it was 9.27. Yes, I recall an occasion when I looked at my watch and the time was 13.43. It was eight years ago yesterday as it happens. I was not doing anything special. I just remember it, that's all.
Maybe Italians lie differently than others. Maybe they lie so much these embellishments have crept in so that if you don't embellish nobody believes you or nobody thinks it a good enough lie to be worth believing. Maybe Truth will
not out in Italy. Well have to take care of that here.