The moral of this story is that there is no moral because the only one accused sitting in the court's dock is the former coordinator of the PJ of Portimão
by João Pedro Martins
The soap opera surrounding the disappearance of Madeleine McCann is turning this high-profile criminal investigation into a gigantic fraud.
The operation put together by the British police in the landscaped gardens of Praia da Luz looked like a new episode of black humour of the Monty Python. Looking at the Scotland Yard officers (the PJ in Her Majesty's England) with pickaxes and shovels digging in the attempt of finding traces that could lead to Maddie McCann's whereabouts could be confused with a collective lesson of apprentices learning how to plant potatoes. Any Algarvian trowel pusher would look better than those English gentlemen dressed in Her Majesty's uniforms.
We learned that the British police are no better than their Portuguese counterparts. We were also able to learn that the trained dogs who came from England did not even manage to sniff out a small bone in the gardens of Praia da Luz and therefore are no better than the canines in our PJ. We also learned that over the past seven years of transnational investigation rivers of public money were spent without any visible result.
Nothing was done so that paedophiles would retrench their heinous and criminal obsessions for defenceless children. There is no international policy articulated in fighting human traffic, protecting the child victims of being sold into the sex, labour and adoption markets. No significant legal changes were introduced to punish negligent parents who leave their children at home while they go out to have fun with their friends or who deliberately mistreat their offspring. There is no regulatory body to prevent the taxpayers' money of being spent on pickaxes and shovels used in useless excavations. There are no culprits, only another child to add to the list of thousands of who went missing.
The moral of this story is that there is no moral because the only one accused sitting in the court's dock is the former coordinator of the Criminal Investigation Department of the Judiciary Police of Portimão. Gonçalo Amaral had the unfortunate idea of writing a book that defends the thesis of the possible involvement of Kate and Gerry McCann in the disappearance of the child and in the concealment of her cadaver. The editorial boldness of the former inspector drove Maddie's parents to ask for a lucrative big bucks compensation of one million euros as part of a lawsuit for alleged defamation.
The solution of this case, which became a Maddiemania exploited to the bone marrow by the media and a permanent headache for the inspectors, could give voice to the millions of children that are silenced every year. But the probability of Maddie to show up or the real culprits for her disappearance to sit in the court's dock is so minimal as is the hope that by Christmas we will have a government with principled politicians.
More children will continue to fall from verandas, drown in pools or die suffocated and locked in cars, due to the negligence of busy parents. The scent of the predator paedophiles will continue to pursue young and fresh meat until another family cries for the disappearance of their children. While there are those who pay, the mercenaries who traffic humans will continue to have a regular clientèle.
Until when will the silent pain of abused children and the families who have lost their offspring continue to scream for justice to be done?
After all, how much is a child's life worth?
in I Online, June 20, 2014