TILTING AT WINDMILLS: MATTER OF LIFE & DEATH

Friday, May 8, 2009

MATTER OF LIFE & DEATH – II

I turn today to Madeleine McCann. As I write this we are midway between the second anniversary of her disappearance in Portugal and her sixth birthday.

I have a completely open mind as to what happened on that fateful night. I am yet to be convinced that her parents are innocent or guilty. I suspect that we will never know the truth of what took place until such time as Madeleine, dead or alive, is found and a case comes to trial.

For the sake of this blog I will presume the McCanns innocence.

The parents have stated their belief, indeed hope, that Madeleine is still alive and will be returned to them. Any parent can understand that hope and conviction.

BUT

If Madeleine was abducted then the most likely scenario is that she was taken by a paedophile or a ring of child sex offenders. Therefore you do not need an active imagination to comprehend what the poor mite would have been subjected to over the last 24 months... or what lies before her in the future. It is also possible that between drugs and brain washing she no longer knows who she is.

That being so - do we still hope that she is alive?

For the parents they face a life sentence anyway. Even if Madeleine is found alive and well they live in the knowledge that had they not left her alone with her younger twin brothers whilst they dined in a nearby restaurant she’d probably be in their midst today.

Without doubt a life and death tragedy.

1 comment:

Steve said...: As the media are too scared to comment on the McCann case because of the fear of writs as you say it could be a long time before we learn the truth about that fateful night.; May 9, 2009 at 11:05 AM

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TILTING AT WINDMILLS

Sancho Panza is much less learned but a good deal saner than his master.

"At this point they came in sight of thirty or forty windmills that are on that plain.

"Fortune," said Don Quixote to his squire, as soon as he had seen them, "is arranging matters for us better than we could have hoped. Look there, friend Sancho Panza, where thirty or more monstrous giants rise up, all of whom I mean to engage in battle and slay, and with whose spoils we shall begin to make our fortunes. For this is righteous warfare, and it is God's good service to sweep so evil a breed from off the face of the earth."

"What giants?" said Sancho Panza.

"Those you see there," answered his master, "with the long arms, and some have them nearly two leagues long."

"Look, your worship,'' said Sancho. "What we see there are not giants but windmills, and what seem to be their arms are the vanes that turned by the wind make the millstone go."

"It is easy to see," replied Don Quixote, "that you are not used to this business of adventures. Those are giants, and if you are afraid, away with you out of here and betake yourself to prayer, while I engage them in fierce and unequal combat."”