Now, it doesn't matter even if there are bent cops at the bottom of every garden, the facts once established can never be extinguished and are beyond anyone's control. Forget bent police squads, the German state swore silence, burnt and ground the bones of their victims to dust, razed the killing installations and ploughed the powder deep into the ground. It made no difference at all to the truth becoming known over the next thirty years. Facts have a life of their own; justice is a different matter. It is that success for our cause that guaranteed that eventually the case would be re-opened, whatever people believe about Rebekah Brooks's "powers". The Portuguese police, it turns out, had never closed the case and, as the court records show, went on adding to the files and then, without the temptation of glimpsing M/S Brook's persuasive miniskirts, established a new CID squad in Porto long before Grange. But the result, as I said, is a mirror image. All the critical areas of the case that matter to us (the sceptical public) have now been resealed since 2012 as a result of the re-investigations. We have, in fact, less to go on now than in 2007 because at least then we had the leaks and counter leaks from the PJ and the Team to suggest which way the wind was blowing. Now it's like a mummy's tomb.
How much have the dogs' indications been systematically followed up? We don't know. Have there been new forensics? Ditto. What exactly have the wireless tracks achieved? That's right. How goes the Smithman investigation that Redwood said was a critical line? Nope. What do the police tell us about questioning the Nine? Complete, sometimes stoic, sometimes (di Carmo) flustered, denial & refusal. And so on.The McCanns and their few supporters have always coped with the situation by their own refusal - to accept, or even acknowledge, that any of the 2008-2012 revelations exist. The subsequent five years have worked 100% in their favour publically since the vacuum surrounding what is really going on has been filled with Cesspit-type theories. These are manna for McCanna, their strongest card in fact, because they are laughably easy to ridicule, let alone refute. But only in the short term, only if you believe that policemen in two countries can't read the facts as well as we can.
Meanwhile the supporters have now reached a level of bitter, at times psychopathic, abuse which contaminates those who attempt to counter them, as twitter demonstrates. Trying to engage with people whose critical judgement is so poor that they fell for a fairy story and can now no longer comprehend what is happening, is a recipe for continuous toxic hate, hate, hate. I'm told that the latter is no good for karma. We can never win that one. ETA, just a reminder that police squads may misbehave but the UK Crown Prosecution Service, the people who both analyse the case files and take the prosecution decisions, are career civil servants, independent in theory and in practice from the government. Ask Keir Starmer.
Correction - 13.02.2018
Fuss time about Grange once again: an opportunity for us to correct something we'd assumed about it. It appears that Grange are telling us the full truth when they state that the McCanns are not suspects in this investigation. Why is that the case ? It runs like this. First, no minister, prime minister or any other member of the government can order the investigation of anybody, despite the wonderful powers allotted to UK governments by assorted McCann sceptics. That's just the law and it protects us all against the assorted lunatics and bastards - always excepting the wonderful Mr Rees-Mogg - who govern on our behalf.
JT to the police in 2007: He was dark-skinned
The person she saw at twilight: He is light skinned. He is light-skinned! JT accuracy score: 0/10.
JT: About 1.7M high.
Person: The Yard have provided no measuring marks. 0/0
JT: Aged 35-40. Slim build.
Person: Six years on and he is clearly younger than 35-40. 5/10 + 9/10
JT:Very dark, thick hair, longer at the back.
Person: Darkish and wavy, textured not lank. Completely incompatible with the later non-police artist's version. Hair that will not lie flat at the back unless wet. Prominent sideburns. 5/10.
JT: Trousers linen type, straight, beige to golden. Adds 'the same as "corticine",' a cork-based, dark brown floor covering, in colour.
Person: Linen, beige. 10/10.
JT: Shoes dark, "classic type," with a slight heel.
Person: Brown. Unheeled. 5/10.
JT: Jacket a dark "Duffy"***** - not duffle - jacket. These are defined as extra-warm insulated kagools or anoraks. She adds that it was "not that thick".
Person: A short blue-grey lightweight casual jacket or anorak. 1/10.
Additional or Overall qualities
JT: A hurried walk.
Person: Not known, no information provided. 0/0
JT: His clothes were somehow unusual.
Person: The clothes are bog-standard casual resort wear. 0/10
JT: He was "very warmly" dressed.
Person: He is wearing lightweight resort wear. 0/10
JT: Not a tourist. 0/10.
Person: A British tourist.
** she’s a fucking disaster. Look at her eyewitness statement again. Starting with "dark-skinned" and ending in "not a tourist".
*** photograph Crimewatch archive on net.
**** Tanner's words Both police statements and one reference to the bogus creation of the McCann camp (the hair)
***** Duffy definitions Google
That's the End of That One
It looks like the purple woman story may have been the peak of the "derail the investigation" game which has been running intermittently since 2013, a genuine, visible conspiracy which has hitherto been ignored by everyone, internet or MSM, except the Bureau.
In the last few weeks a lot of the energy has gone out of the kill Grange stuff. We've been gratified to see people re-asserting common sense at last, on twitter and elsewhere. At least some among those who, we regret to say, have been fooled by the hidden schemers into attacking the wrong target, have apparently been secretly re-assessing their own actions, or suddenly discovering new and Very Important Things to post about.
Others have simply gone quiet. Of course it's always good when people start to wonder if they've been mistaken - our own non-criminal conspiracy over the past few years has been to get that process going - but it would be unwise to expect any recantations. Because, once again, it isn't down to changes of attitude or anything similar; it's down to the continuing, genuinely magic, component of the McCann Affair: the Empty Cupboard.
The Bureau invented that term back in 2011, when gaps first began to appear in the shelves where the Evidence for Abduction lunch-boxes had been before they rotted away. Hunger first weakens, then slowly destroys sufferers, initial defiance and anger slowly fading into profound lassitude and then silence. Such is the fate of all those who've tried to live on the
Abduction diet since 2007. Just look around you and listen.
And the Rest are Fading Away
Unfortunately our usual suspects, the Brown-shirts, the Pit Dwellers and the rest, made a horrible error in the face of this inexorable process: they thought it couldn't apply to them. It does. Why? Because of the one magic ingredient that none of us can ever master - time. The Bureau hasn't out-argued anybody or "won" with a theory of its own, common sense hasn't struck, nobody has demolished any claims in "internet debate". Time has worked alone without anyone having to lift a finger. Time has revealed that there is nothing there.
But since 2013 or so the same starvation-at-source has afflicted the Usual Suspects and their "theories". Just as the early claims for abduction - what the Bureau calls the Shutter Effect - were never followed up with supporting facts as statistically they should have been, so all the hints and suspicions of Wayback, government cover-ups, Murdoch protection and the rest have been followed up by nothing - except more hints and suspicions.
Show it to us!
Hints and suspicions alone, however prolonged and repeated, are strictly masturbation: fine for the indulger but incapable of being shared or influencing others. As the Archiving Summary said "Let Us See" - if you've got evidence then don't hint of it, don't drown yourself in HTML, don't wrap its non-existence in thousands of words of blue-pencilled dross or impenetrable Spanish Labyrinths, don't just call people cunts for wanting to see it, but show it to us. That's all evidence is: show it to us. Otherwise you're on your own.
There is nothing to show.
The last time we stood, swaying, over the edge of the Cesspit, that positively Bilderberg Institute of research and hidden influence, the sense of enervation was overwhelming, as if they were struggling to stay awake in the presence of the sewer gas. The statistics panel said it all: the member numbers are listed as 8 000 plus, the peak daily poster numbers, many years ago now, in the hundreds. The Number of members posting the other evening? Six.
The cupboards are empty for good: the claims are just claims. The magic of time, as the Bureau has said before, is in fact the magic of truth, for time washes away falsity but leaves the truth untouched, like rocks emerging from the tide.
Ask Grange, whose shelves are bulging.
JB writes: I hadn't seen Richard D Hall’s 2008 comment in the Northern Echo that “there’s very strong evidence [my italics] we have been visited by a race from Zeta Reticuli, the small grey alien that comes from that star. There is evidence of other aliens from other stars, but less.” Well, that's all right then. Don't you love that detail about the "grey"?
Hall’s belief there's “strong and compelling” evidence for alien infiltration removes any objective meaning at all from the word “evidence”: it is a perfect example of what we described yesterday as “masturbatory thinking” - thinking that tries to put the contents of one’s own imagination on exactly the same level as the real facts in the outside world. As such it is, of course, self-defeating: evidence, after all, is, at root, nothing but a control mechanism to keep your imagination in line with the real world. Stop using it and you're in trouble, as Mr Hall and a number of the Usual Suspects demonstrate rather clearly.
Give them a Break!
And there is a precedent. Look how the Yard overrode the legal nay-sayers and let humanity prevail when they broke the news on Crimewatch that Madeleine McCann was not in the hands of a dark-skinned, kidnapping pervert wearing a fright wig and with terrible taste in shoes. The world didn't collapse at this breach of secrecy, did it? Do you remember how much that excellent news meant to Kate and Gerry when they heard it for the first time? The Yard should bring them more of the same. Much more.
Officer Rui “The Fist” Gigante: Come trouble-maker, we go for little walk on the stairs. I show you the quick way down.
Blacksmith: [writhing] Let go - or I’ll call Pat Brown!
We need hardly repeat that the McCanns have never shown the slightest concern that their supposed protective umbrella of political/powerful/secret people might be exposed. Since May 4 2007, indeed, they have lost no opportunity to highlight it, starting with Gordon Brown, moving on to Blair; being photographed next to the Home Secretary; photographed with a member of the House of Lords; boasting in Madeleine that Yard officers like Bob Small were "on their side" and would take calls from them to put things right and any time of night.
So what is your problem with the McCanns?
I won't bother to repeat the proof that they've lied spectacularly about this affair. That is open and shut. More important is the question of that dreaded word principle, that from the very first day they set out to influence the public about their behaviour on a colossal scale while ignoring – no media! – the instructions of the police and attempting to go over their heads, either via secret channels to the media or by appealing for Foreign Office and thus government help against the police.
This was, without exaggeration, the greatest, and grossest, attempt to bypass the legal and judicial system in modern European history, which is why it became so notorious world-wide. Instead – expunge it! – they engaged an elaborate and highly expensive legal team not to argue their case to a coroner or a jury but to engage in a systematic campaign to convince the British public of their innocence, as the head of their defence admitted. By influencing the public mind - which smoothly ranges from sentimental hysteria to lynch mob savagery with very little in between, has no collective reasoning process and is therefore a much easier beast to tame than a jury - it would be easier to ensure that the pair would never be extradited to Portugal. They were right. It succeeded. But nobody yet knows for certain why they did it.
I’m not interested in small children; bringing them up was enough for me, thanks. I’m not particularly interested in cause-celebres or flesh-creeping mysteries. And I don’t much care about the future of a couple of doctors.
But their attempt to substitute the paid media-blitzing of the public for the rule of law was an insult, a perversion of everything that democracy stands for. It was only possible at all because of the international nature of the case: had the crime taken place in the UK all such behaviour would have been illegal, a serious contempt of court.
As a fanatical democrat, I was determined to challenge this attempt to co-opt all of us, without our agreement, into being their defence witnesses. Not on your life.
Secondly, there was not the slightest sentiment involved. I have never met GA, have never spoken to him directly and communicated with him only through intermediaries. Both Amaral and I had the same aim: to see the McCanns' claims tested in the judicial arena for the very first time, not indulged by star-struck MSM interviewers or smoothed by paid Crisis Management liars. That was why I agreed to become a defence witness for him.
The difference is that Amaral was fighting for his life and I was risking almost nothing but so what? The co-incidence of interest did no harm and, once we managed to persuade Sky to cover the Lisbon 2009/10 hearings we were home and dry: it turned out exactly as we'd suspected but had never dared to fully believe. For the very first time the facts that the couple and their lawyers had worked so hard to conceal – the fact that GA was mainstream PJ, not the “rogue cop” they claimed, the fact that all the PJ detectives involved dismissed their version of events as a “fairy story”, the fact, as prosecutor Menezes stated, that the group had lied about the checking – were out in the open. A few days later the McCanns’ meltdown on the court steps took place and things, as we knew, would never be the same again.
But after 2009 sensible people began to turn their back on the case and get on with their lives while continuing to read about the case. What was the point of continuing to obsess? I was a writer anyway so I decided to continue.
The loonies and operators descended. Bennett, whose personal emails and “cunning plans” were all passed on to us by Gonçalo unacknowledged, so that we knew exactly what he was up to, came in late with his dodgy business partner. They began by rubbishing the rogatory interviews that we had published in the UK – one copy to a pro-McCann, one to an anti, one to a neutral – as forgeries, dismissing my assurance that I had examined them very carefully and that there was no doubt of their genuineness. That gives you some idea of their analytical talents.
He and his partner then tried to exploit the nervous collapse of owner Brenda to take over the pitiful remnants of the 3As, stealing email addresses from the database en passant. They followed that by trying to exploit Nigel Moore’s money troubles and take over McCann Files.
They failed at that too.
Do you seriously think I’m on the same side as that? Do you think I should be?
What was going on in this country? Bureau reader Brenda Leyland died, for Christ’s sake, died, because of her despair that a couple of monstrous liars could exploit and manipulate modern media and breach the spirit of UK law and get away with it.
"The country was already reeling from a child-abuse scandal involving Casa Pia, a state-run institution for orphans and other disadvantaged children (when this finally came to court in 2010, six men, including a TV presenter and a former UNESCO ambassador, would be convicted) – the first such case ever to be tried in Portugal. Perhaps it was more convenient and less troubling to lay Madeleine’s disappearance at the door of her foreign parents, put an end to the matter and move on. Who knows?" (Madeleine)
The McCanns, as we know, had a very good and continuing reason, a motive, for making such claims - to devalue or wreck the Portuguese investigation or reputation. So what's the difference? What's the reason for the Usual Suspects identical claims? Well, what is it?
The public supporters of the parents don’t merit attention anymore – they were defeated in 2017 and have become irrelevant. The MSM is no longer actively promoting the cause of the couple and therefore don’t need countering. In fact the MSM itself is now being used as a mere conduit to get to social media and influence the more gullible there rather than in the tabloids, in keeping with the loss of credibility and reach of the MSM itself.
The McCann Affair has always been about the truth - its establishment, its vital significance in everyday life, its intrinsic moral worth, whether to a Christian, Muslim or humanist - not just about a missing child. Thank God that so many people, still see truth itself as something to value, defend and aspire to. And the Usual Suspects are as guilty as the McCanns in not telling, or valuing, the truth.
And it’s that we’re highlighting.
That Bus Doesn't Stop No More - 16.05.2018
Rather a lot has been happening since the Bureau dropped its little bomb at the end of March about the people trying to discredit Operation Grange, hasn’t it?
Six weeks! Pure enjoyment for some of us ever since, a rather different matter for those we christened the Usual Suspects – the nutter mob who, crushed, irrelevant, found-out and now, most of all, absurd – are brawling among themselves like porno mud-wrestlers in the cess. It couldn’t have happened to nicer people.
Down in the dark stuff with them is the Hendon Husk, only six weeks ago a supposed master of the dark arts, now suddenly revealed as a hollowed-out wreck, mocked and reviled by his own industry for his recent performances and, more significantly, dismissed as an embarrassment and an appalling failure by a PR house-journal, accused there of giving the crisis management industry a bad name. The crisis management industry! Imagine being a creature so low, such a flatworm, that even those bags of dirt are embarrassed and ashamed of him. Apart from the Cess, there's nowhere lower than that.
Almost certainly it was money that drove the Husk (Clarence M) into the Cambridge Analytica suicide mission once Gerry McCann had grown tired of waking him up in the morning to get some work done. Despite the grandiose titles of the few jobs he’s had since 2011, Mitchell hasn’t been able to monetise the brand he thought he’d built for himself from fragments of a broken family.
Few people make real money in the crisis management world and the Husk isn’t one of them, as a glance at his public accounts, as well as his public record, demonstrates. As a professional PR man he is finished: nobody in the biz will ever again give him a decent job.
He joins the long line of people who under-estimated Gerry McCann and thought they could use him as a stepping stone. Bad move! GM in his King Midas days had a use for him and took this grey-faced nonentity, who’d never earned more than seventy grand a year, and made him a thing of value, just as Picasso did when he signed similar dirty kitchen dish-cloths and made them worth thousands overnight.
Only the Usual Suspects and the more credulous Portuguese believed the sad little myths he encouraged about himself - “controlled the media”, “worked for the intelligence services.” Yes dear, of course you did dear.
GM has used him up and there's no way back. Not even in Australia. And his ordeal has only just begun.
Can't Believe the Press
Now, we don’t wish to intrude on private grief overmuch, so we’ll just observe that while the nutters are falling out over the best way of escaping from the closed loop they’ve created for themselves – it can't be done, as they'll discover – the media, currently cowed into silence and deceit by the Brownshirt killer squads and their masters known as Them Up There have pointed out the following in the last five weeks:
1) Mudlin’ Memorial Day, which, in its overblown vulgarity and hysterical credulity transformed the UK into the gaudy, rubbish-filled back streets of Naples on San Gennaro Day, was killed off by Scotland Yard after eleven years.
The McCanns were “advised” by Scotland Yard that interviews were not a good idea. Their lawyers made no comment.
The Bureau says: That alone has been worth twelve million quid.
2) A Dr Julian Totman has been identified by the Sun - owned, of course, by McCann protector Rupert Murdoch – as the man walking near the McCanns’ apartment whom Jane Tanner apparently mistook for an abductor. The Sun, which described the sighting as a “bogus lead” most helpfully pointed out that Ms Tanner, one of the so-called Tapas Seven, saw the man with Gerry McCann and “pal” Jeremy Wilkins nearby, the former having “just looked in on Maddie”.
Even more helpfully, the Sun added that MS Tanner later defied police orders to not comment publicly on what she saw.
3) On May 12, the Sun said Jane Tanner told police she saw a man carrying a child in pyjamas near the McCanns’ apartment on the night Maddie went missing - but she did not recognise him as Dr Totman.
4) On May 13, the Sun wrote that Jane Tanner “spent up to half an hour watching Gerry McCann and Dr Julian Totman play tennis on May 3, 2007” but less than three hours later she failed to recognise him.
5) A police chief involved in making Madeleine McCann’s parents suspects after her disappearance has been named the new head of Portugal’s PJ force.
The Bureau says: Well yes.
5A) KM writes about one of her earlier encounters, when Luis Neves seemed quite compliant, that, “My frustration with their lack of progress, combined with what they were actually telling us about him, whipped up a storm of fury in me that was completely out of character. It seems to me now as if for several months I was possessed by some demonic alien that infiltrated my thoughts and filled me with anger and hatred. I needed a face on which to pin all this rage, someone to blame.”
It all comes round, Kate; it all comes round.
On Wednesday August 8, (six days after the “we’d never lied…” crap), Nice Neves was somewhat different:
“Tell us about that night, they [he and his colleague] said. Tell us everything that happened after the children went to bed. I gave them every detail I could remember, as I had before, but this time they responded by just staring at me and shaking their heads.”
“Neves stated bluntly that they didn’t believe my version of events. It ‘didn’t fit’ with what they knew. Didn’t fit? What did they know? I was sobbing now, well past the stage of silent tears and stifled sniffs. I began to wail hysterically, drawing breath in desperate gasps.”
They proposed that when I’d put Madeleine to bed that night, it wasn’t actually the last time I’d seen her…. They tried to convince me I’d had a blackout – a ‘loss of memory episode’, I think they called it…”
Just as Grange and nice Mr Redwood has offered Jane Tanner an exit route that will be honoured – that she made a mistake in good faith – so KM’s lawyer Abreu later spotted that the suggestion that she had suffered “an episode” (see 5A above and the phrase “demonic alien” and consider the implications of that paragraph) offered Kate McCann a similar exit route.
A month later, the night before they were made arguidos, Abreu advised her to take it. Kate, as we know from Madeleine, did not refuse the suggestion. The evidence that she didn’t, smothered though it is in purple prose, is irrefutable, as we’ve demonstrated from the text many times – the last one being when Nessling publicly accepted that our claim was correct.
It was Gerry McCann, a cleverer man than Abreu, who sussed that the PJ were still short of evidence (“they’ve got nothing”) and, after weighing it all up, turned the advice down on her behalf. But it was self-admitted liar to the media about Portuguese police interviews to protect themselves (in her Madeleine description of Gerry's "virus" to cover the August 2 police raid) and self-admitted victim of near-psychotic episodes (in the passage above), Kate McCann, who organized the lying media campaign the next morning.
That was again to conceal police activity, this time just how close she and her lawyer had come to admitting PJ accusations, claiming through her dupes and family that the wicked PJ had tried to "fit her up", to use her family's argot, and force her to confess to something she hadn't done. A disgusting claim. And Neves was one of the officers she so grossly defamed.
Danger: can cause sinking feelings - Luis Neves
"Viruses" or "fit-ups", it was all the same to Kate McCann. Somehow we suspect that bus won't be coming past again.
Still, all this stuff is trivial, isn't it, compared with what Robert Murat and Gerry McCann plotted together under Textusa’s table with the last photograph in their hands and Brian Kennedy on the line and Halliwell in the wings while Control Risks and the secret Pat Brown killer squad formed a ring of steel around them as the nannies and faked crèche records arrived, Mitchell got the OK from his MI5 boss and, finally, der Tag had come - and Jim Gamble pressed the Activate Operation Abduction! button - on April 1.
The Accomplice - 11.05.2018
We couldn’t let Mitchell’s involuntary early retirement pass without an appreciative excerpt from his collected works – but where does one start? The most subtle tribute and one that the educated McCann cognoscenti, our target audience, would alone appreciate, would be to pick out from Mitchell’s back catalogue a non-lie and print it deadpan.
Unfortunately our slower readers in the cheap seats wouldn’t appreciate that at all, irony not being their strongest suit – but the problem solved itself: try as we might, beavering through thousands and thousands of words uttered in that inimitable house-style of his – think Ray Winston after cheap elocution lessons and terminal depression – we couldn’t locate a single statement that we were certain was true.
Anyway, we took a vote and selected a suitable and moving testimonial, a single comment that captures the essence of the man and his place in the McCann story.
At the beginning of October 2007 Mitchell had joined enthusiastically in the defence effort to convince the UK public, not the Portuguese justice system, that the McCanns were truthful people whom the crooked Portuguese authorities had tried to “fit up” or frame. The couple were now safely back in the UK and the only way they’d ever be dragged back again would be via extradition.
But extradition would ultimately need the agreement of the Home Secretary, at that time the unlikely, in all senses of the word, figure of M/S J. Smith, and the Home Secretary’s job in an extradition case is not to look at the facts but to respond to the politics: if there was hysterical popular agreement that the McCanns were innocent victims of wicked Dago criminality then, on the appointed day, she would refuse the extradition, pulling a large onion from one of her bodily crevices if necessary to help her weep about the terrible injustice that might result, the risk of suicide by Kate McCann in the Lisbon dungeons etc. etc. we listen to you, please vote for us next time.
So this "indirect" defence strategy - openly admitted by its head - was to target the public who would, in turn, convince the Home Secretary of their support for the pair. And a great success it was, with the Portuguese accepting defeat and not seeking extradition. Les Portugais n'allaient certainement pas faire un bras de fer, ce qu'ils voulaient first thing c'était se débarrasser de la batata quente. Events suggest that if the Portuguese had continued they would have lost: a similar exercise in PR, politics, and onion production from crannies at the expense of the facts worked a treat for Gary McKinnon, whom the public, after a slow start, “took to its hearts” (the British public only operates in cooking-fat sentimentality or shrieking hysteria mode, then and now) like a thick but loveable polar bear cub about to be clubbed to death.
The Revisions When lawyers examined the evidence it became clear – as it is clear to this day – that the information provided to the Portuguese police by the Nine not only smelled of stinking fish but actually made an abduction between 9.10 and 9.15 effectively impossible, as Goncalo Amaral always claimed. That is why Scotland Yard have now excluded it.
The famous timeline that the Nine had given the PJ* was an exercise in over-cleverness: by pretending that the group’s movements could be timed to the minute where necessary and altering or blurring other movements to fit an abductor they provided information against themselves. C'est pourquoi certains ont dû contredire la ligne de temps dans leurs auditions. There simply wasn’t time for an abductor to get the job done between GM’s last visit and the sighting of a “dark-skinned” [© M/S J. Tanner] man carrying an “unconscious, possibly drugged” [© D.Payne et al] child a minute or two later.
Back to the drawing board: Gerry McCann and Clarence Mitchell together began inventing things to plug the holes. They couldn’t do anything about the police statements the pair had already made but Gerry could start “remembering things” pas seulement lui and Clarence Mitchell could help him sell them to the British public.
In doing so Mitchell crossed a line: he moved from promotion and evasion to criminal deception. He had no immunity in law in lying about the most critical part of the whole case because he was not a professional. In law he was acting as either a) an agent paid by the McCanns to deliberately spread false information about the circumstances surrounding the disappearance or b) as a voluntary accomplice or friend of Gerry McCann to do the same thing.
The PJ, gradually realising what they’d let slip between their fingers, knew what the McCanns were up to. Carlos Anjos, the Portuguese police federation head, made his well-known statement that the pair were using what he called “diversion tactics”. He was most troubled by what he called the "ridiculous episode" of Gerry McCann letting it be known that on his – yes, you’ve guessed it – last check on his daughter, he had noticed a door was ajar when it had been left closed but “thought little of it at the time”. Non, une porte était plus ouverte qu'il ne l'avait laissée.
And, to cap it, since then he had “begun to realise” his daughter's abductor could have been hiding there in the apartment, yards away. Did you have to read that last sentence twice? You should have done because it doesn’t make any sense. The reason it doesn’t make sense is that Gerry McCann had made it up afterwards to halve the time necessary for an abduction by having the intruder do all those boring intrusion things before his (Gerald's) arrival: the seams of the lies stick out like barbs.
McCann and Mitchell had been trapped into using non sequiturs Le non sequitur peut désigner un sophisme. Bien que la conclusion puisse être soit vraie soit fausse, le raisonnement est fallacieux car il ne suit pas les prémisses. Tous les sophismes sont en fait des sortes différentes de non sequitur because they were falsely claiming that McCann thought and observed these things at the time even though he hadn’t said anything about them then. There’s no way of doing that without giving yourself away.
So Anjos, who’s not stupid but a rare voice of common sense in the case, called Mitchell and McCann out in the Portuguese media. And Mitchell came back, widely, in the British media. Mitchell first tried more nonsense, stating again that GM’s realisation that he had been in the same room as the abductor only came to him later, a repeat of the previous impossibility (check the meaning of realise). He added, "There is nothing that has come out recently that should be of surprise to the officers."
And then he entered much more serious territory by adding: Clarence Mitchell: "This was said in the original witness statement." Here’s the section of Gerry McCann’s original witness statement dealing with the event.
As usual, every half hour and as the restaurant was near, the witness or his wife, would check whether the children were all right. In this way, at about 21.05 the witness came to the Club, entered the room using his respective key, the door being locked, went to his children's bedroom and checked that the twins were fine, as was Madeleine.Nothing was said about the door because nothing had happened to the door: it was a later invention. Non, c'était une invention pendant la nuit. Nothing was said about a hiding intruder because it was a complete invention to cover weaknesses in the story.
He then went to the WC where he remained for a few moments, left, and bumped into a person he had played tennis with and who had a child's push chair, he was also British, he had a short conversation with him, returning after that to the restaurant.
Mitchell hadn’t just sugared the pill, or pleaded for understanding or corrected McCann haters. He told a lie in order to protect the McCanns from justice by inventing what had been said in the investigative documents. He was a lying accomplice, an accessory. That’s the epitaph for this walking corpse whose sins have consumed him.
* Created after the first round of statements and the opportunity to compare notes and given to the PJ by the Nine via the British embassy staff Les FLO just before the 10 May serious questioning was about to begin. That was also the time when the embassy staff were given certain claims about the PJ by a McCann "family member", the contents of which were so offensive about the Portuguese police that the Foreign Office still won't release them. Belt and braces grande prudence comes to mind.
We began highlighting the four-year-long attempts to sabotage or discredit the UK investigation into the fate of Madeleine McCann in late March, and we’re very pleased indeed with events since then.
M/S Pat Brown, the only one of these sources to call herself a professional, and who advertises her consultancy services to law-enforcement agents in the United States, has not, however, withdrawn her repeated and defamatory claim that 30+ corrupt police officers are working within Scotland Yard to abort operation Grange. Nor has she provided the evidence for such a claim.
It should be remarkably simple for her to do so, shouldn’t it? No truly professional criminology consultant would make the claim without evidence to hand. But no, nothing. One wonders whether the claim will be featured in future on her website list of qualifications and achievements; one wonders also whether its existence is going to encourage US police forces to use her services.
As for the others, well, it’s a free country. Evidence is the last thing we’re going to get, isn’t it? Asking for evidence from them is like waving a crucifix at a room full of vampires. We’ve never had it before and we won’t get it now.
Neither Mitchell nor the McCann couple, nor even a “friend” or a “close friend” of theirs, and most definitely not Scotland Yard, want to release the actual words used to the pair by the police. Now why would that be?
And then we had that unclaimed orphan of stories, the Dr Totman junk, put up as what the information trade calls a “trial balloon”, a highly anonymous attempt to get people to show themselves. It caused great excitement in netland, since it was in the newspapers and therefore really mattered, but since it doesn’t fit in with the well-established Usual Suspects’ view of the case (because, unlike the previous deception campaign stories, this one wasn’t aimed at them) – it led to incoherence and confusion.
And above ground? The MSM dried to drip feed the Totman "story" for the next few days, its originators still hoping for a reaction, but the trial balloon failed to float. Now why would that be?
Anyway, there we are, the best few months since Goncalo Amaral won his case, perhaps even better. For the moment the theme remains welcome quietness.
The Bare Bones
1. In late April 2018 the McCanns provided an exclusive newsfeed to the Sun via their own anonymous source. It said that Scotland Yard had been in contact with the pair on the subject of their public media statements and interviews.
2. Gerry McCann, according to that source, said that he had been “specifically advised” by the Yard not to undertake such media initiatives because they “could” – his word – hinder the Operation Grange investigation.
3. McCann was quoted as saying that he had complied with police wishes and that “if police don’t want them to discuss publicly their life without Madeleine they will not do so”.