THE PUPPETEERS

I’ve been quite disappointed. The days preceding the Kate's book's publication were exciting and promising, and I was expecting that Yesterday would climax into something grandiose.

It didn’t.

One British PM doesn’t make an exciting day since the so much missed “Yes, Minister” and “Yes, Prime Minister” days.

We thought the Media would be discussing today how mistreated were both the couple and the case by the incompetent Portuguese.

That we’d have new refreshing passages about how Edgar had come brilliantly to the conclusion that there was a lair somewhere near PdL.

Looking back now, it was probably Edgar and his “lair” that outset Kate’ terrible, and quite graphic, nightmares.

And we’re talking about those she has only when she’s NOT looking into a mirror or any other surface that might reflect her face back at her, as then, I imagine, no other possible nightmare could try to occupy her mind besides that terrifying one right before her.

So I stocked up on popcorn, dimmed the lights, told Fred he would just have to shush up as I couldn’t care less if May was Champion’s League month, and glued my eyes to the little screen.

And what for? For the UK PM to tell me that he is to review a case where he has no jurisdiction upon, and to tell me that the Scotland Yard are NOW going to get their hands FINALLY in the case, and, surprise, surprise, we’re now learning, have intended to do so, secretly, for the last nine months.

Let’s then pretend that we don’t know that the Yard has been on it since May 2007, around about the same time as all other existing UK Police force, then and now.

We’ll just look awed and pretend that we've forgotten that Jose de Freitas, from the Met, was involved in 2007, and if memory doesn’t fail me, found some excuse not to come to the trial in Lisbon in January 2010…

We’ll even pretend that they have all been looking for an abductor.

If the matter at hand wasn’t that serious and if we were all still in kindergarten, I would even say we have been watching a game of “cops-‘n-robbers reverse style”…  

The Guardian in Yesterday's article "How the Met misled courts, parliament and public on phone hacking", by Nick Davies and Amelia Hill, is quite clear on how trustworthy the Yard has been: “The Royal Courts of Justice have heard hundreds of criminals claim that the police are bent. yesterday, it was a respectable group of public figures including three Cabinet Ministers and an erstwhile Police Chief who claimed that Scotland Yard had twisted the truth and buried the evidence in their case."

Let's hope that Scotland Yard, who now have some new women at the top of the force, will act with integrity in this matter.

If they will, they have a very easy task ahead of them. Complex, but simple. We’ll even give them a clue: it’s not only a couple, nor is it just a small group of 9, sitting or not, around a RESERVED BIG ROUND TABLE…

But it’s not about the Met that we’re talking here today. We’re talking about… today.

You know, a pretty, pretty boring day, unlike expected.

What else did we have? Oh the usual and expected interviews with the usual and expected interviewers asking the usual and expected questions and all be nauseating as usual and expected, as is example this opinion from Chris Freind who has gracefully sent us.

And that’s basically it.

I will not get YET into the details of Kate’s book, because I haven’t been able yet to get hold of one.

About that a quite telling story did happen. I asked a friend of ours to buy me a copy. This friend first thought I was joking, but when I, again this morning, insisted, realized I was really serious, showed to be very, very reluctant to go and buy it.

My friend even joked about going to shoplift the book.

As far as I know, this friend has never, ever committed the slightest felony consciously, and was now joking about stealing a book! Probably using humour to detract me from my objective…

It was not because of being afraid of being seen buying it. This friend had been Yesterday at a bookstore (by the way, the bookkeeper didn’t know where exactly the book was when my friend asked for it) and had read through it without buying it, which seems to have been the most habitual technique for that particular book to be handled, as she commented on how she had conversed with other people present about the shamelessness of the whole thing.

So it wasn’t also about any kind of fear or shame of being seen reading it in public. It was just because it was, and still is, for my friend, disgusting to spend any amount of money on that particular product.

Thankfully, I convinced my friend that I would be paying for it, and it would lay on my conscience the evil deed.

And the book was bought in a 3 books for the price of 2 offer, so not exactly flying off the shelves

I’ll be waiting for my book then. Paid for. Unlike many, outside the UK, that have read Gonçalo Amaral’s book and not paid a cent for his effort and courage.

Only when I have it with me, will I provide an opinion about its content.

Now that I’m anxious to comment, I am! Especially after having read some very important contributions from the segments that we were allowed to see in the tabloids from what the authoress allegedly wrote. And I do hope to take the "allegedly" out of the previous sentence as soon as I may!

We do understand that our readers are anxious to know what is going through our minds at the moment.

Well, first of all, as I’ve told you, boredom and deception.

Second, a slight shake of the head on how Cameron let himself get caught up in this. There was no need.

And all it has achieved is that in the various fora UK is present, the shameful way the Nation has handled this Maddie Affair will always be there as the noise made by rubber soles on a wooden floor, needless and annoying, and the blatant revelation of the incapacity of choosing footwear in accordance with the floor one has to step on.

Third, I know you want to hear my opinion about this book, at this point in time.

I think it is the “last installment” that “The Club” (made up of all those swingers present and all their usual and IMPORTANT business transactions that do happen in these highly selective and by “invitation-only" events, as well as their hosts (let us not forget for a SINGLE second the hosts…)) that the McCanns are due, or have made it due to them during this time with the help of some friends in high places, that meanwhile, unfortunately for them, have stepped, or been pushed, down.

Kind of a mob-style “charming” operation of “Hey, ya listen well McCanns, this is the LAST favour YOU gonna get from us, capicce?".

So, in my opinion, this is it, the end of the road for the narcissistic, now desperate, couple, so they should make the most out of it as they can.

After this, the "boat" will just go down-stream as the current will take it to go… no more arms to man the oars.

The cold-shoulder given by the most of the media, and the best result, thus far, being a letter from the PM stating the obvious, although in very nice and polite terms as only politicians are capable of filling paragraphs with very little, I dare say, is very little.

By next week, either the book sales build up, or I’m seeing the McCann name starting to be slowly to be taken off the marquees… and then from all billboards. Now, the fact that the PM did respond, still indicates that those handling the strings, have not slackened their hold in any way.

But they’re just a little too tired of putting up with this shameless couple, and there are many out there that won’t forget how arrogant and narcissistic they have been, and how ungrateful they've shown also to be, leaving those that having protected them in a time they needed it, have found themselves needing protection themselves..