“She did it,” a friend of mine living in Surrey just told me on the phone. “Kate McCann is guilty. You should take that Madeleine thing off your blog. No one around here believes she is innocent.”
Kate McCann has been hurled into a Kafkaesque nightmare. First her beloved daughter disappears. Now she is a suspect in that disappearance. If my friend is right she has been cynically clutching that bunny since May 3rd. She has duped us all. She is a better actress than Kiera Knightley (a lot better). And my faith in human nature will be forever dented.
I just don’t believe it. I know much has been made of the fact that they’re a nice middle-class family and that’s why we never suspected them, but middle-class or not, these are parents who clearly love their children. Kate and Gerry McCann look and come across as decent, hard-working, kind, intelligent individuals. Not child murderers.
So now Kate has been questioned for 11 hours and there is more of the same to come. Not only has she lost her daughter, she has lost her freedom. She must be going through total hell. Maybe even her husband suspects her now. What is all this doing to their relationship?
Purely on a practical level it is inconceivable that Kate McCann went to the apartment, murdered Madeleine, disposed of the body and was still back at the Tapas bar five minutes later raising the alarm. On an emotional and human level it is even more impossible. I think it’s more likely that a bungling police force is looking for a scapegoat. And the fact that they have gone public with their strange suspicions is outrageous.
I can’t believe this already tragic tale is now even more horrific for the people involved, whatever the outcome of this latest twist.
Copyright: Helena Frith Powell 2007