I was the last to see her. I saw her and thought how beautiful she was ....
Here Professor Gerald McCann speaks of his daughter Madeleine, the occasion being when he allegedly routinely checked on his three children at around 9:15 pm on the night of Thursday 3rd May, the night his daughter Madeleine disappeared into the night, never to be seen or heard of again. A curious statement some might say - why didn't he think his other two children beautiful, why single out his daughter Madeleine for this moment of reflection? Maybe this is an over critical observation - the subject matter of this grave affair is after all Madeleine and not her siblings.
So what were the darkest thoughts of the father during this traumatic time? He and his faithful wife were apparently consumed with thoughts of child abduction, of paedophilia - the worse imaginable thoughts of a parent when their child has gone missing, that however was at the forefront of their darkest thoughts from the moment Kate McCann claims to have discovered her daughter had disappeared.
I asked Gerry apprehensively if he'd had any really horrible thoughts or
visions of Madeleine. He nodded. Haltingly, I told him about the awful
pictures that scrolled through my head of her perfect little genitals
Can the observer be blamed for thinking the unthinkable when it was in fact the McCanns themselves who sowed the seed, who introduced the idea of paedophilia into the minds of the observer - can the observer fairly be harshly criticised for thinking the unthinkable when if was at the forefront of the parents own darkest thoughts? The horrific unspeakable thought that their precious three year old child was the victim of abduction and abuse? Is it unreasonable for the observer to think this a distinct possibility when the parents themselves are so ready to not only accept the possibility but to broadcast it to the world's media?
Since that memorable event, the night of Thursday 3rd May 2007, there has been no reticence on the part of the father , Professor McCann, to demonstrate his special bond with his first born child Madeleine. Interviews recorded and videoed are there for all to witness the love he showed for his precious lost child, an irreparable hole left in the core of his very being, a missing piece of his life that could never be replaced. The reflections always so happy, so treasured, so excitable - no pain etched on the face or traced in a faltering voice, just a boisterous defensive image of bravado.
This is unfortunately how the McCanns have presented themselves over the years. A sad state of affairs beyond doubt.
There is a missing period of time …. an absence of that father daughter bond, a forgotten space left unaccounted for, that vacant space being between Saturday 28th April and Thursday 3rd May 2007. For those six days, memorable days never to be erased, a gaping hole in the father daughter bond – forgotten.
Where are the photographs of the family; where are the tales of childish chatter; where is the excitement of play on the beach, at the swimming pool, in the playground. What of meal times in the apartment, the inevitable mess, the play on the veranda. Where is the evidence of Madeleine and her siblings playing with the children of the McCanns group of friends?
Again, perhaps overly critical, wouldn't you think the memories of Madeleine etched in their hearts and minds would be the last hours and days spent with her rather than high days and holidays from the past? Emphasis has been placed on a couple of photographs, one showing Madeleine and her little sister sitting at the Ocean Club poolside and the other showing Madeleine clutching an armful of tennis balls, photographs that both Gerry and Kate McCann will apparently treasure. That's not a tangible show of gut feeling, it's a cosmetic display of pretence presented for a purpose - that's not how grief manifests itself. Grief is a human condition that can't be controlled, it's a natural process in the human coping mechanism - it's not something you can switch on and off to suit the circumstances.
No memory of those last moments with the child you have lost; those moments that should be etched on your heart for the rest of your life; moments that will gnaw at your very soul for an eternity. Moments never to be erased. Where are they?
Nothing -only reflections of the past.
Nothing – just an eerie silence.
Where is the evidence of the father daughter bond between Saturday 28th April and Thursday 3rd May 2007 – and after?
Do you still believe Madeleine McCann was abducted and/or disappeared at approximately 10:00 pm on Thursday 3rd May 2007?