Madeleine McCann Digging for the TRUTH?

So.............

You make public promises that you will not rest until you find Madeleine. 

You state, categorically, that no stone shall be left unturned. 

You assert that you will never give up looking. Never give up hoping. Never give up believing.

So..............

given that 30 plus police officers clear a large area of waste land, removing shrubs and foliage before using specialised, high-tech equipment, marking out specific, precise areas…………………carefully sifting through soil in a finger-tip forensic search in a prelude to DIGGING………………….where you believe, (according to your own LAWYER), that  "police will come up with some significant news"

HOW can ANY parent, given such circumstances..................

elect to STAY AT HOME in the UK and prefer to be “kept informed of any developments……??”.

PS: Given that you are SUING former Polícia Judiciária coordinator Gonçalo Amaral for publishing a book which “harmed the search for Madeleine because it reinforced an uncorroborated assumption that Madeleine is dead”; will you now also be suing Scotland Yard for reinforcing the same assumption?

If not, WHY not? 

PPS: "Ask the dogs, Sandra......." (Gerry McCann, 2009).

Gerry. I think someone just has.

Godbless Madeleine McCann, wherever you may be.

Madeleine McCann. Dear PORTUGAL. The World is watching...

Dear Portugal.

The world is watching. 

Awaiting, with bated breath. 

For whatever reasons, you have allowed the masquerade to go on for far too long.
You permitted an obvious and tangible interference, from the British Security services and its Government right from the start of this case, from the very night Madeleine McCann was reported as missing.

You allowed its mandarins to dictate the course of the investigation.

You allowed the main suspects in a criminal case in your land to return to their home, free to negotiate, construct, compile and invent a fable; all under the guidance and supervision of wealthy, powerful and skilled PR companies, Lawyers and Government advisors.

You allowed British Home Office Ministers to procrastinate and disrupt your Rogatory process and allowed its Prime Minister to dictate if, how and when you could visit British lands to pursue your inquiries.

You sat by and watched while the world laughed, ridiculed and joined in the disparaging of your seemingly inept, inebriated and unprofessional Police Service, as described by the British Media and its entourage of Breakfast TV ‘personalities’ and day time chat show hosts.

You suffered the sneers, the vitriolic asides, the accusations, the defaming and derogating. 

You endured the abuse; “Boozy Porto Plod”…….”Bungling Porto Cops”…….” stupid, sardine-munching mouths”……….”haven for paedos”………..”Fascist Dictatorship, Police State”……. “peasants”.

Everything Portuguese was vilified. Its Government. Its Police.

 

And its people.

People who should have been working or sleeping, instead spending hours on their hands and knees; sifting through soil and dirt for clues as to the whereabouts of a missing, three year old girl.

The world is watching.

And waiting.

For Justice. 

For Portugal. 

For Goncalo Amaral.

For an Anglo-Portuguese relationship that dates back to the Middle Ages and is the oldest such alliance in the world.

For a 3 year old child who never questioned anything in her short life.

But who deserves to tell the world the answer it needs............

Godbless Madeleine McCann, wherever you may be.