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					No closure: Gerry and Kate McCann  | 
				 
			 
		 
		
		
		A little knowledge is a dangerous thing, as Kate and Gerry McCann 
		have discovered to their cost.   
		
		
		It only takes five minutes on the internet to uncover a web of 
		rumour, half truth and innuendo which would convince even the couple's 
		most fervent supporters that they are hiding something about the 
		disappearance of their daughter Madeleine in Portugal in May 2007, or, 
		worse, that they actually killed her, either by accident or design, and 
		then concocted the story of her abduction from a holiday complex in the 
		Algarve to cover their tracks.   
		
		
		Which version one chooses to believe is a matter of personal 
		taste. When it comes to outlandish conspiracy theories, there really is 
		one for everyone in the internet's global audience of nutters, giving 
		ever greater credence to the old line about a lie getting round the 
		world before the truth gets out of bed. But if you're on the receiving 
		end of it, like the McCanns and their friends, you certainly don't 
		expect the police to add fuel to the fire.   
		
		
		Say what you like about the gardai, but it's impossible to 
		imagine a senior Irish police officer behaving like Goncalo Amaral, the 
		former investigating officer in Portimao, who was so stung by criticism 
		he received for his handling of this case that he marked his own 
		dismissal from the investigation by writing a book alleging that 
		Madeleine died   
		
		
		accidentally in the family apartment on the night of May 3, 2007; 
		that Gerry then disposed of his daughter's body on the beach; and that 
		the holiday party all colluded in a cover-up to prevent possible charges 
		being laid against them for child neglect.   
		
		
		The controversy surrounding Amaral's book, Maddie: The Truth of 
		the Lie, finally reached the courts last week, as the author sought to 
		overturn a ban on its publication, previously won by the McCanns. This 
		could well be the closest the McCanns' Portuguese tormentors ever get to 
		their wish of putting the couple on trial.   
		
		
		"They are trying to judge in a civil court what they could not 
		judge in a criminal court," the couple's lawyer points out. 
		  
		
		
		The case has now been adjourned until next month, when two more 
		witnesses, currently unavailable, will give evidence; but even if the 
		former police officer loses this one, it won't stop there. He insists 
		this is about the right of free speech under the Portuguese 
		constitution, and has pledged to go all the way to the European Court of 
		Human Rights to defend his freedom to publish his allegations.  
		 
		
		
		And here's hoping he ultimately wins. Goncalo Amaral might be a 
		disgrace to the name of detective, whose book, far from being the 
		fearless expose which it boastfully purports to be, is a shoddy cut and 
		paste job that is shamelessly selective in its use of evidence, 
		cynically exaggerates the significance of DNA traces found in the 
		McCanns' apartment and hire car, makes leaps of logic which would 
		embarrass Inspector Clouseau, never mind a supposedly senior policeman, 
		pads out its thesis with silly cod-historical digressions on the 
		"turbulent" ancient history between England and the Algarve, and the 
		proud noble independent spirit of the Portuguese people; and which 
		ultimately resorts to ludicrously overblown paranoia about political 
		interference in the case (though naturally Amaral struggles to explain 
		why so many powerful people, up to and including the British prime 
		minister, would go to such extraordinary lengths to protect a bunch of 
		obscure doctors on holiday from being held to account for neglecting 
		their children).   
		
		
		But even bad detectives and worse true crime writers should be 
		free to speak about their experiences and conclusions in a case whose 
		ongoing lack of resolution is clearly not in the public interest. Not 
		least when all the material contained in The Truth of the Lie comes from 
		the official police files, which, since the investigation was archived, 
		have largely been in the public domain anyway. What contrary right are 
		the McCanns asserting here, after all? The book has already sold 200,000 
		copies in Portugal, been translated into six other languages including 
		Spanish, Italian, Swedish and German, and is freely available in English 
		versions over the internet. Ten seconds on Google and it's yours to 
		read, whatever the courts decide.   
		
		
		The documentary which Amaral helped make for Portuguese TV can 
		also be seen, subtitled, on YouTube, while numerous websites continue to 
		rake over the same small disputed scraps of evidence which he uses in 
		his book to crudely smear the McCanns. Indeed, he will soon be visiting 
		Britain to give a talk at the invitation of a virulently anti-Kate and 
		Gerry group known as the Madeleine Foundation. All of which sounds like 
		healthy free speech to me. The McCanns' pain shouldn't give them carte 
		blanche to silence those who say things they don't want to hear. 
		 
		 
		
		
		Unfortunately, this is what they have done from the start. These 
		are people who issue solicitors' letters the way other couples send out 
		wedding invitations. There's even a website now devoted to people who 
		claim to have been "Gagged By (The) McCanns", with the tagline: "Has 
		Team McCann tried to silence you?" Free speech isn't so free when you're 
		working on a shoestring and your opponents have multi-million pound 
		funds at their disposal.   
		
		
		The McCanns insist they act this way only because they don't want 
		a sense of defeatism about Madeleine's fate to dilute the continuing 
		effort to find their daughter. That's understandable, though Kate 
		McCann's claim last week that the proceedings have "shown again there is 
		no evidence that Madeleine came to any harm" are bewildering, to say the 
		least. Sniffer dogs who had been trained to detect the presence of 
		cadavers and blood both reacted strongly in the couple's holiday 
		apartment. Something bad happened there, even if there is not a scrap of 
		credible physical evidence that it had anything to do with them. It 
		seems like another example of a couple who have never exactly come 
		across as warm or likeable in the public imagination doing themselves no 
		favours, especially when so many questions remain to be answered about 
		that awful night and the following weeks.   
		
		
		They can't have it both ways, demanding that interest in the 
		disappearance of Madeleine remains high while also continually asserting 
		their right to control the tenor and nature of that interest.  
		 
		
		
		Goncalo Amaral's claims need to be rebutted, not censored. That's 
		the real tragedy. It's coming up to the third anniversary of this little 
		girl's disappearance, and the effort to find out what happened to her 
		has become swamped in an unseemly battle among people desperate to 
		protect their own reputations. It could drag on for years.   
		
		
		The McCanns will soon be back in court seeking €1m in libel 
		damages against Amaral. By the time all this is concluded, Madeleine 
		McCann might as well be known as, "Madeleine Who?" for all the progress 
		which will have been made to bring closure to the saga.   
		
		
		Sunday Independent  |