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Chapter 43: My Search for Madeleine McCann – Jon Clarke. The framing of Robert Murat

'My Search for Madeleine' – Jon Clarke
The Framing of Robert Murat by Jon Clarke

What follows is from Jon Clarke’s new book, much of it in his own words.

Readers must decide for themselves whether this is ‘well within the bounds of normal. . .’ journalism, or is something more egregious that should be exposed as the grubby money-grabbing gutter-press tactics it seems to be.

For the last 14 years those who have followed this dreadful case have been wrong in one significant particular. We had all believed that Lori Campbell of the Sunday Mirror was the origin of the case developed against Robert Murat, the ex-pat who lived in Praia da Luz and stepped forward to help the McCanns and the police by interpreting between English and Portuguese.

Murat lives a short distance away from the centre of activity, was well known in the area through his business as an estate agent, was divorced and had a daughter about the same age as Madeleine. He tried to help.

For his pains he was identified as ‘strange”, then identified as the person who had taken Madeleine, then had a campaign of investigation stirred up against him, resulting in his house being searched, his private life being exposed, his being interviewed and given ‘arguido’ (formal suspect) status, equivalent to being ‘Under Caution’ in the English system, being vilified and abused in the British Tabloid press, until eventually the PJ realised he was nothing to do with the case, released him from his status, and he subsequently won damages from the press who had hounded him for so long.

Initially Lori Campbell took apparent pride in having been the first to point him out.

With the publication of Clarke’s book we find he claims that extremely dubious “honour” for himself.
So in yet another part of this murky story the red arrow points back to Clarke.

In his book Clarke describes himself as starting as a “stringer’, a free-lance reporter. He then styles himself as a Journalist, and an Investigative journalist,
But from his arrival at PdL his clearly stated aim is not to report, or investigate the circumstances to find out what happened and who might have done it –
It is to FIND MADELEINE, to SOLVE the case.
“One Reporter’s 14-Year Hunt To Solve Europe’s Most Harrowing Crime”
and at page 24 – including the hilarious malapropism –
“From the very first moment I arrived in Praia da Luz that May morning in 2007, my overbearing [sic] drive was to solve the mystery and find young Maddie.”

(We must remember that in Clarke’s world the one to find Madeleine gets the prize. Not just a fat cheque for an article, but acclaim, TV shows, endless interviews, book reviews. . . It is worth a fortune – to anyone other than a Police officer. This is a man who freely admits and seems proud of having sold ‘stolen’ photos of an intensely private and intimate moment between two people and buying his family home with the proceeds. Some people’s moral compass apparently allows them to exist like that.)

Suddenly, without even changing clothes in a phone box, he has transformed from mild mannered reporter Jon Clarke-Kent into a latter day Supersleuth dedicated to “The never ending battle for truth, and justice. . .” The Righter of Wrongs and Solver of Crimes.
But perhaps Clarke-Kent should take heed of another Super-hero’s words. “With great power, there must also come great responsibility."
Clarke does have great power. He owns a newspaper, and has access to the Tabloid press of the UK, and the English speaking world. Even if his words are challenged the damage has been done, they remain in print and on-line forever. What he says stays said, and cannot be un-said. That is Power.

But he isn’t a detective. He has never done the job, has no experience of how it actually works. He may have seen it in operation, but clearly has no understanding of the mechanism, hence his endless criticism of the slow pace of the investigation.

There is nothing inherently wrong with Morse, or Miss Marple, or Lord Peter Wimsey, nor yet with Sherlock Holmes or Maigret. It is just that they are fiction. They include some cracking good stories, but they are just that. Cleverly constructed stories.

Real detective work is largely grindingly slow attention to detail, relevant or not, endless TTBD (things to be done), statements from people who clearly have nothing at all to do with the actual case but who must be eliminated so that ultimately you DO follow Sherlock Holmes and think – “When you have eliminated all which is impossible, then whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.” (Case Book of SH)

And that is what Clarke and others like him do not understand.
In the TV and Tabloid world the Ace Detective solves a major crime in 28 minutes, including the commercial break, and usually by going down one single track, and finding success at the end.

That can happen of course, but it is usually either coincidental, or the case was so obvious from the start that little background work was necessary.

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Anyone who starts from 10pm Thursday 3/5/7 and accepts uncritically that Madeleine McCann was abducted from her bed sometime during that evening is at a huge advantage.

The brilliance and ease of this approach is that you then do not have to concern yourself with the lack of evidence, or with the contradictions in the statements. You do not even have to consider the evidence which points away from that. Because you start AFTER the event.

You do not have to construct or explain a detailed scenario, and you can happily condemn as trolls or evil or incompetent anyone who does not follow what you KNOW, because you have been TOLD.
Like the GNR, the PJ, the MetPol, the State Prosecutor, The Appeal Court, the Supreme Court, the compilers of the “Gerry McCann’s blogs”, “Nigel’s McCann files”, and the host of discussion fora.
You can dismiss them. All evil vicious trolls pedalling filth.

Because you know better.
You know Madeleine was abducted, because someone said so, even though they have not provided you with sufficient evidence for you to think it through and to agree or disagree.
It becomes a matter not of mere Belief, but of Faith, and therefore anyone who says anything different is automatically a Heretic, an Apostate, and Infidel, and as in a well known Bronze Age religion can be condemned to death.
As was the late Brenda Leyland. RIP.

When someone produces concrete evidence which disturbs the original article of Faith, it challenges the very foundation of that Belief and you have no choice but to lash out and silence them. Never can you be seen to allow questions which attack the Belief, and never can you be put to the test of replying or offering counter-evidence.

You Know you are Right, and everyone else is Wrong. It is as simple as that.

And we have seen it many times. In newspapers and in this book, and in the courts, McCanns v. Bennett, and McCanns v. Amaral and others, where there was no attempt to argue the central issue. Both were clever legal manipulations and became about a procedural issue in the first case, and personal rights to reputation in the second. The question of the alleged abduction was not put, though on the record the judge in the first, Tugendhat J, took the point himself and as he passed judgment in the way the law forced him to, mused about the legal position if Madeleine had NOT been abducted.

(We can help him there. There will have been multiple cases of Perjury, conspiracy to commit Perjury, Malicious Prosecution, and Wrongful Imprisonment as a consequence. The punishment will be condign. The damages exemplary and punitive.)

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But then there are a few Believers who also clearly recognise the difficulty of creating a credible scenario, and struggle to fill in the blanks to maintain the Belief whilst staying sane.
They stick with the bare outline of the Belief, but are then forced to invent or imagine other elements to make it in any way workable.

For this reason the very small window was officially abandoned quite early, as were the broken shutters.
For this reason the unlocked patio door became the focus.
For this reason the ‘note in reception’ which has never been made public, becomes important.
Then there must have been two people involved, or possibly more acting as lookouts
Then the children must have been drugged
Then someone must have been watching all week
And from there they must have been ‘taking notes’
There must have been someone in the Tapas Bar signalling, or communicating with the abductor/s
There must have been a minibus or camper wagon,
and so on
Every one of these has been seriously suggested, and printed in the Tabloid press. It becomes increasingly absurd, but to maintain the core Belief there is no option.

The parallels with religious faith are all too clear. Religions usually have a underlying core principle like the Christian one – “Be nice to people” – but then surround themselves with ‘fairy stories’ about flying horses, hyperspace travel, footprints in stone blocks, revelations, visits from angels, serial immaculate conceptions, resurrections, miracles and all the rest, designed to fill in the gaps when children start asking difficult questions.



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Let us look at what Clarke-Kent, the alter ego of the fearless Supersleuth did in those early hours of his visit.
I make no apology for the length of the three separate excerpts, as they are important in understanding the extent of Clarke’s egregious involvement in the framing of Robert Murat.

“No names in the disappearance of Madeleine McCann are as distinctive – or as controversial and memorable – as Robert Murat’s. . . Now, I want you to picture the scene and how exactly this 34 year old emerged as suspicious on my radar. After being largely blocked at the Ocean Club reception, I had walked up to the junction of the block, close to the front door of Apartment 5A, when, bang, he was there. Slightly scruffy and dishevelled, and with what looked like a lazy eye, he was earnest, excited and definitely over-friendly; he immediately asserted himself as being an important source in the ongoing search.” . . .

”Over a ten-minute chat, Murat told me more about the family, and the friends the McCanns were with. He explained that Gerry and Kate were doctors – he a cardiologist and she a GP – from Leicestershire and were on holiday with three other families, including eight children. He explained that they had been having dinner at the tapas restaurant in the grounds just below their apartments, checking on the kids every so often.”. . .

“Why did the police, resort and family allow him to traipse around Apartment 5A leaving his fingerprints and DNA all over a potential crime scene? Was he appointed by the now-disgraced police officer Goncalo [sic] Amaral? It didn’t make sense.”

Let us start from the third paragraph.
Is there any evidence that Murat was “allowed to traipse round the apartment” ?
It was sealed off around 2am, after the McCanns and all the Tapas group had been thrown out, and even Clarke himself admits in one of his three different Versions of the Truth, that he did not gain entry because of the Police tape.
So we may file this with Clarke’s normal sneering innuendo and nonsense.

The second paragraph is more revealing. Here Clarke admits that the information he had about the abduction came from Murat, and not from any formal briefing or personal contact with the police or a Tapas member. Yet he assumed it was factually correct and evidentially credible. Why ?

But it is the wording in the first paragraph which is revealing.
“Slightly scruffy and dishevelled, and with what looked like a lazy eye . . he was earnest, excited and definitely over-friendly:”

Clarke’s normal mode of dress and standard of personal grooming might be excusable if, as an Investigative Journalist, he believes he might blend in. But for him to describe anyone else as scruffy and dishevelled as a pejorative statement is something the reader may judge against his well documented standards of personal grooming and sartorial elegance.


And then there is the “lazy eye”

A short Digression on disability and facial deformity

The Copper’s Nose, or the Ability to Sniff out a Wrong ’un is not innate. It is acquired from long and regular contact with criminals and liars. The art or skill has been studied academically at various times, and relates to facial expressions, body language, gross and minor bodily movements during speech, identifying mismatches between what is being said and what the other signs are indicating, and much more.
Even the most obvious and frequent signs of scratching the nose, pulling the ear or touching the face are now better understood at a physiological level caused by Adrenaline rush leading to localised dilation of capillaries resulting in a feeling of heat in those areas, and the involuntary need to touch to ensure there is nothing ‘wrong’.

If a person has a physical deformity, facial injury or a disability, it is important not to misinterpret these signs.

On TV and film deformity and facial scarring have long been a ‘trope’ for criminality or evil. Think of the Orcs v. Elves in ‘Lord of the Rings’.

60% of American film villains have facial injury, the majority of Bond villains do, and this trope got so hackneyed that in 2018 the BFI – British Film Institute – announced it would no longer fund films including villains with facial scars. (In the first books Bond himself had a long scar down his right cheek, though never on screen). It is a lazy stereotype, and has no place in a world which embraces difference and diversity, and seeks to be more understanding of disability.

There is a suggestion that the duelling scars on the left cheeks of many German Generals in both World Wars from their student days may have helped perpetuate this trope. The clubs exist to this day – ‘Burschenschaften”.

**
Robert Murat lost the sight on one eye in an accident as a youth. The retina became detached, and he lost the sight of the eye. He did not lose the eye. It remains in place and “healthy”.
Exactly as did Gordon Brown, and Admiral Lord Nelson. None of them used an eye patch.

However, over the years, because it is not being used actively, only passively in tandem with the working one, the six orbital muscles lose their tone, and the eye becomes ‘lazy’ in common parlance. It follows, but not as accurately as the other, and will not ‘focus’ on the same spot.

Humans with good vision are acutely aware of where another person is looking. Children often play games talking to a friend but looking at their ear. It can be acutely disturbing, as is looking directly at a person but focusing on a point in the far distance – looking right through them. The vacant expression.

A person with no sight at all may appear to have a ‘blank’ expression, staring vacantly forwards, or more usually with the eyes flicking around apparently searching for stimulus.

A person with ‘amblyopia’, sight in only one eye, monocular vision, will behave differently. The lack of stereoscopic vision affects depth perception, causing the person to be more careful at kerbs or on the last of a flight of stairs, and possible moving of the head to obtain a visual scan.

They may move their head or realign their whole body when speaking to someone, to ensure that the person speaking is within the field of view, and as some have observed, the brain ’thinks’ the centre of the body is slightly to the sighted side, and the person may lean sideways very slightly.

All of this is freely available on the RNIB and other web sites, and there is no excuse for professionals who deal in personal contact with people not to be aware of it.

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A person with only one working eye can therefore give out a different and ‘non-standard’ subliminal message, can appear ‘shifty’, and it appears here that Clarke, and in turn Lori Campbell, lacked sufficient experience of life to understand what they were seeing, or were so overwhelmed by the thought of making money out of ‘cracking the case’ that they ignored it and fitted him up.

Later in the book Clarke commits another of his classic errors, failing to do even the most basic research, when he says “It emerged that his lazy eye was in fact a glass eye,”

No. It didn’t, and it isn’t. That is yet another to add to the long catalogue of Clarke’s negligent mistakes or deliberate inventions and untruths.

As is Clarke’s endless repetition that Murat was arrested. He was not. He was interviewed ‘under caution’, as an “arguido”. There is a vast difference, which he either knows and ignores, or should look up and learn. Is that too much to ask after 14 years ?
Even Clarke’s own favourite source of funds for rubbish stories, The Sun, accepts that.

Even though he was never arrested, Murat became the subject of intense scrutiny from the media and in 2009 he claimed the pressure came close to destroying his life.” [Link below]

Though in their defence The Sun does point the finger directly at Clarke as the source of his year of misery.
“But suspicion turned on him when a journalist told police that Murat had been asking lots of questions about the case.”

And so Clarke and Campbell picked on a man with a disability, and arranged for him to be pursued, hounded, abused and vilified for more than a year. They so arranged it that the PJ raided and searched his home, made him the first official suspect, ‘arguido’, in this case, and did not release him from this for over a year.

Kate crowed about it in her autobiography and Clarke gives us a full chapter on Murat, and then one each on his close friends Walczuch and Malinka.

So determined is Clarke that he has single-handedly SOLVED the case, that he shows evident distress in being away when Campbell “goes live’ and threatens to take the glory for herself.

Again I make no apology for the length of the extract. It is necessary to understand the full extent of their egregious iniquity.

“Lori had been making headway. She told me she had also met Robert Murat, whom she found ‘odd’ and obtuse. She said he had told her about his failed marriage and how his daughter had moved back to the UK with her mother. She said she had grown suspicious when she heard him make what she thought was a deliberately loud phone call to his daughter back in the UK.”

“These concerns about Murat had been enough for Lori to make a Monday morning phone call to the British consul and police in Leicestershire, the force that was now liaising with the Portuguese police on the ground in Praia da Luz. By Tuesday afternoon she’d had no response, so . . .”

“By Saturday May 12 – print day – we didn’t have enough to pin anything concrete to Robert Murat. It was frustrating, but we could understand the newsdesk’s requirement for caution, legally, and so we didn’t hamper the police investigation. With the story at something of a dead end, I went home, agreeing to return the following week, if needed.
I was back in Ronda with my family when Murat got arrested. [sic] In a coordinated operation, police raided his home, Casa Liliana, before 6am on Monday, May 14, and by 7am they’d entered his girlfriend Michaela’s house and three other properties that were linked to him.
By the time I woke up it was all over the national news networks and Sky reporter Ian Woods was reporting live from outside Murat’s home. It looked like a massive breakthrough so it was frustrating that despite Lori and I appearing to have almost cracked the case, I was in Spain. I could only flick from channel to channel as Lori appeared on Portuguese and British TV, explaining her theories.”


Just read that bit in bold again, (ignoring the hideous grammar and syntax). Clarke wanted to bask in the glory of having cracked the case.

But then Clarke has to pull his horns in.
“Looking through the PJ files (the nearly complete Portuguese investigative file) today, it is clear that detectives agreed that our theory was strong … but the truth is, they never really had any firm evidence.”

Well quite. There wasn’t any. 
The PJ were bounced into taking action by international pressure based on something invented by Clarke and Campbell.

and then 18 pages later
“Looking at the PJ files from the days around Murat’s arrest on May 14, 2007, it is apparent the police had scant physical evidence that he might be involved.”
and not until p. 75 does Clarke admit “So, in hindsight, it looks as though Murat is innocent.”
But look at the hedging. “never had firm evidence, scant physical evidence, looks as though Murat is innocent”. Clarke will not give up. He believed, and admitting error is difficult for someone like Clarke.

Think of the Superhero :“With great power, there must also come great responsibility’, and despair.

It became obvious to DCI Gonçalo Amaral that this sort of deliberate interference in his meticulous sifting of the available evidence was being organised to divert his and his officer’s’ attention from their main task.

If Clarke and Campbell were not, as Clarke has often somewhat defensively claimed, part of that coordinated campaign then from reading the above we can perhaps at least understand why Amaral might have thought it, and why his forthcoming book addresses the issue.

Footnote 1
There is a somewhat battered and tarnished silver lining to this disgraceful attack on an innocent man and his friends.
Robert Murat was awarded £600,000 in damages, probably ten times what Clarke will ever make from his grubby attempt to cash in on the death of a little girl, however ‘dressed up’ it is as an account of a Search.
Murat was also invited to speak in a debate at the Cambridge University Union Society, a singular honour unlikely ever to be extended to Clarke or Campbell, where “He told a student audience at Cambridge University that he had "felt like a fox being pursued by a pack of hounds ... [caught] between a Kafka novel and the Will Smith movie Enemy of the State".
It was all lies,”

Footnote 2
Even if it turns out there was an abduction between 2120 and 2125, and even if it turns out Brückner ‘did it’, and even if there is sufficient evidence to prosecute and convict him, the case will be presented based on evidence collected by the PJ and the BKA, and not on a self-published flimsily bound paper back written by a free-lance journalist.
Sorry, but that is how the legal system works.
The very best Clarke will be able to say is “I told you so”.

Footnote 3
Because of the haphazard way this book is set out, further research brings up things apparently ‘hidden’ deeper into the text, and away from the original discussion.

“And what I have also recently discovered is that he [Murat] apparently did have clearance to work as a translator in Portugal, having worked as one in the UK before, earning £150 a time for Norfolk Police. While this was never confirmed to the press at the time – nor even the McCanns – it appears that behind the scenes he was actually sanctioned by the British Embassy in Lisbon.”

And this after getting people to say that Robert Murat. ”tried to mislead journalists by pretending to be acting in an official capacity for the police.”
So all that nonsense from Clarke and Campbell was written and done in total, complete, and profound ignorance of the facts.
No wonder Clarke claims to have muttered “an impromptu apology to him for effectively ruining his life.”

And as for Lori Campbell, perhaps the least said the better., Except that her co-starring role in this disgusting horror story should never be glossed over. Campbell and Clarke acted together. In concert, to hound an innocent disabled man.

“The story, headlined "Journalist reported man to the police", and accompanying video, titled "It reminded me of Soham", went up on the Sky News website within days of McCann's abduction in May 2007. The video featured an interview with Lori Campbell, the Sunday Mirror journalist who reported Murat to the police,”

“This settlement represents the final stage of Mr Murat's claims against those sections of the British media which defamed him so terribly," he added.

"He has been entirely successful and vindicated. It was particularly important to him to nail this particular lie – that he acted in some way reminiscent to the Soham murderer Ian Huntley when, in fact, he was working flat out to help try to find Madeleine."                                Guardian LINK

And what did Campbell have to say about her part in these LIES ?

“My decision to report Murat had nothing to do with being a journalist. It was based on gut instinct and a natural sense of duty that I should share my suspicions. Given the unimaginable horrors which Madeleine's parents were enduring, it seemed the very least I should do.”

No. It was nothing at all to do with a sense of duty. It was everything about being a journalist and ultimately about MONEY, as Clarke has inadvertently revealed.

Chapter 47: Stop Press! Public apology and Summary of previous Chapters and even more anomalies

STOP PRESS
Jon Clarke may have told the truth
A public apology

YET ANOTHER VERSION of Clarke’s arrival in Praia da Luz has just emerged.

It is in a 49 minute down-the-line interview for Expat Radio channel, and can be heard by accessing
https://jillhavern.forumotion.net/t17177p25-new-blog-jon-clarke-olive-press#443226
at Page 2, and clicking on the embedded video.
It is dated Friday 3rd September 2021, and was clearly part of the publicity drive for the book
It has been viewed more than 20 times.

At 12:30 Clarke again mentions the 5 Ws of journalism. When, Where, Who, Why, and hoW
But again he neglects the first and most important one which we have discussed before . . .

WHAT ?

and then at 12:40, talking about his actions on arrival he says - (this is as near verbatim as I can get).

“. . . you go into automatic mode just going through the paces, the first thing I found the apartment,
straight up to the apartment, go, and walked up the steps and asked, yer know, could I speak to the parents, and they happened to be, they were heading off actually relatively quickly to be, err, to the police station to file the official reports . .
But they were very friendly and you know obviously very stressed out . .
And they, they just told me the name . .
And, yer know, I said who I was and from the Mail and I would do my best to help, and they were like “thanks” and that was that.
So I didn’t, I can’t say I really interviewed them . .
but, yer know I, I wanted, yer know, I wanted to sort of just try and monitor, and gather as much information on – locally as you possible could. . .”


Clarke’s new admission that he went up the steps and ASKED to speak to the McCanns, indicates this was not 5A, as he has been insisting for the last 14 years, but 5H, the Payne’s apartment, a first floor apartment accessible from the central stairwell. It then clearly indicates that the McCanns were being ‘guarded and protected’ and that they were getting ready to leave with various members of the Tapas group and some detectives from the PJ, as we know they did around 1000 hrs. That much is on film.

For students of these things, the almost total breakdown of verbal fluency and coherence, and the addition of fillers and repetitions to buy thinking time immediately after he has admitted he did not interview the McCanns at all is an interesting case history in itself, even allowing for his apparent lack of articulacy and fluency, and his general demotic tabloid style of speech.

The whole of Clarke’s previous elaborate fabrications may therefore be built on no more than two words

“Madeleine” “Thanks”

But it seems he may have asked a question, made a statement, and received a response, even if was done through a Tapas member or a minder and not directly. So possibly on two phrases “She is called Madeleine”. “They say Thanks”

In the light of this new evidence which has come after 14 years, and in the light of his full and frank admission that he never interviewed them or even spoke to them again,
I UNCONDITIONALLY withdraw my suggestion that Clarke may never have spoken to the McCanns
, at least until further evidence is forthcoming.

*****
His statement fixes his arrival at around 0945 Portuguese and British time, as we deduced from the documentary evidence and have stated on several occasions, despite being roundly abused by Clarke for having done so. That in turn has implications for the time of the phone call, of which perhaps more later.

It also nails forever the untruth of his walking straight into Apartment 5A, and makes more credible his various alternative ‘versions of the truth” that he didn’t because it was taped off.

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Clarke has clearly been stung by the exposure that his previous claims over the last 14 years that he was the First or the Only Journalist at the scene were ‘somewhat less than accurate’ to put it mildly.

Perhaps in the light of having read some suggestions made here and elsewhere, he has now revised this in the radio interview to –

“You know I was there first because the press from the UK none of the national newspapers could get journalists down there until mid-afternoon or late afternoon . . .
so you know I was hands, I was kind of holding hands, holding their hands right the way through the day, making sure that I did the basic checks err, yer know, all the main, [long pause] talking to the manager of the Ocean club… “


To paraphrase in more coherent English,
I was the first British Journalist under contract to a British Newspaper – – – on the scene.

This is what we suggested many years ago, but it does not appear in any of his newspaper articles, advertising pieces for the Netflix film, the Netflix programme, advertising pieces for the book, on the cover of the book, or in the book itself, which use five different variants of First, Only, first British, and more.
This is a criminal case, and details are important.
****

Clearly both these newly discovered statements conflict violently with all the previous ones.
But these may be the truth, or at least may allow us to understand the truth.
And that is a Revelation and a Breakthrough.

What can we say, except “Well done Jon. The truth will out; truth has the mastery.”


*****

CHAPTER 47

“My Search for Madeleine” – Jon Clarke, 2021
Summary of previous Chapters
and some more interesting anomalies

The three previous chapters were written in haste and focussed on individual issues which leapt out of the pages as being simply wrong, or in contradiction to other things the same author had said previously (see above)

What follows therefore is an attempt at simplification and a statement of some of those issues before I then identity and develop yet more.

Readers should perhaps understand before tackling this confusing book that
It is NOT a new look at the available evidence.
It is NOT an analysis of what happened, nor of what could have or could not have happened
It is NOT a dissertation on the investigation
It IS a personal quest for a series of Captain Renault’s “Usual Suspects”, not one of which – except the libelled and persecuted Robert Murat – was identified by Clarke. Clarke gives the impression that he becomes convinced that each in turn is the Guilty party, even though, as mentioned above and like all other ‘believers’, he never states explicitly OF WHAT it is they are supposed to be guilty, nor HOW they are supposed to have done IT.

In this book

•    Clarke admits culpability for the egregious libel of Nicole Kidman and Jude Law some years ago, and confesses that the money he was paid for the story enabled the purchase of his house.
Kidman was awarded substantial damages, and gave them to a Children’s Charity.

•    Clarke admits culpability for the gross libel and subsequent ‘framing’ of Robert Murat which culminated in his being investigated by the PJ and interviewed as ‘arguido’ and being then libelled for a long time by the British gutter press.
Murat was awarded over £600,000 in damages, such was the extent of this disgraceful vicious attack.
It is not known how much Clarke was paid for this story, but he has substantially extended his property empire in Spain since that time.

AN ASIDE:

It may be an appropriate moment to mention this. It gives a good insight into the mind-set of tabloid journalists.
The News of the World was a red top, gutter press tabloid, sister paper to The Sun and The Sun on Sunday.
Recently one of their top ex-journalists and executives died.
His obituary includes these observations :– (Telegraph obit. edited)
“Greg Miskiw, who has died aged 71, was a senior executive at the News of the World sentenced to six months in prison for his part in the phone-hacking scandal that sank the paper in 2011.
As the paper’s news editor, Miskiw used his mastery of the dark tabloid arts to earn the nickname “the Prince of Darkness”, but also acclaim as the archetypal tabloid journalist.
“You were in a bubble at the News of the World,” he explained, “where the objective was very simple: just get the story. Just get it … no matter what … no matter how.”


… professionally ruthless, [his] journalistic exploits could lack empathy,
This emotional vacuum gave Miskiw a professional edge: he pursued stories with little regard for the methods used or collateral damage.
“This is what we do,” he once remarked. “We go out and destroy other people’s lives.”


The utter contempt with which tabloid journalists treat people, families, the law, and common decency is laid bare here in Miskiw’s own words. Not without good reason are they called the “Gutter Press”.

Clarke is therefore not alone. He was, and is, a frequent contributor to The Sun and The Sun on Sunday, as well as to other red top tabloid British newspapers.
His attempts to “destroy the lives of Nicole Kidman and Jude Law,” enriched him and his family, as he admits in the book. It is possible that his partially successful attempt to “destroy the life of Robert Murat” may have done the same, as he now owns several enviable rental properties in addition to his renovated family home; one in the outer-Ronda area, a series of small luxury apartments in old Ronda, and one in an exclusive location on the Costa del Sol, all tastefully appointed and at the upper end of the rental market, some commanding over €4,500 [£4,000] per week. All are widely advertised in the internet.

People’s Lives Matter ? Or People’s Lives PAY ?

To continue.
In this book

•    Clarke now admits that all his previous stories about the phone call and his journey to and arrival in PdL were incorrect, and has now explained that his encounter with the McCanns, if any, was limited to probably no more than two words. (see above)

•    Clarke trumpets his major involvement in the absurd Marcelino Italiano episode. This story has been dissected at length over the years since it was first published. The story is now padded out with some more detail, but nothing which would enable an independent researcher to check any of the given facts. Clarke concludes the chapter with the full tabloid mystery treatment – “Ominously I have been unable to track him down again and wonder where he may be currently living… or did he continue digging and eventually put himself in a shallow grave?”
Clarke fails to acknowledge that it was researchers who discovered that Italiano had been living in Huelva for some time and was playing for the local basketball team. He had apparently been totally unaware of this when he first ran the story, even though it took Google about 4 milliseconds to find it.

•    And now we see Clarke’s most recent obsession. This time with Christian Brückner. He devotes almost 200 pages to him, and details his several years spent charging around Europe like some latter-day “Indiana Clarke and The Quest for the Eighth Suspect”

•    Clarke emulates Kate McCann’s book in drifting into irrelevant autobiographical detail, even at one point confessing to having abandoned his own wife and children for a considerable period, though naturally he uses the common euphemism ‘separated’. The inclusion of that detail is entirely gratuitous; we didn’t know, we didn’t really want to know; but now we and the whole world does.

     We are left wondering whether all these outpourings of guilt and admissions of wrong-doing are a lead up to a catharsis or a quasi-religious “confession of sins”.
But it is necessary in both those cases to feel remorse and to show contrition. Clarke does neither of those things.
He seems genuinely proud of his actions, and boasts openly of the amount of money he made by trying to destroy Nicole Kidman’s life, thus adding Pride and Greed to his personal list.

     As such he exists in the same Moral vacuum as the late Greg Miskiw. Unscrupulous and morally bankrupt.

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There is a clear and present danger of deciding the outcome before looking for evidence, but it is into that elephant trap or ‘deep trench’ that Clarke has thrown himself.

He clearly “believes” that there was an abduction without troubling to examine the evidence, or consider total lack of it. It follows therefore that he believes someone must have done it. It only remains to identify, or even to “frame” someone, as he tried to with Robert Murat.

The first third of the book is therefore devoted to the people who came briefly to notice before being eliminated. The wording he uses is capable of showing his apparent genuine distress or concern that not one of them could be convicted or more likely ‘fitted up’. He uses the construction “I now wonder if...” no fewer than ten times.

The people whose profession is to look for evidence of WHAT happened and then to develop a scenario round a credible Modus Operandi – found nothing. But Clarke is contemptuous of the Police, of the diplomats, of the Public Prosecutor, the Portuguese legal system, their Appeal court, and their Supreme Court (twice), of police search advisors, and indeed of everyone who does not agree with his own personal “belief”

[See chapter 18 for a list of those who are paid to believe or say they believe in an Abduction, against those professionals who have the necessary training and skills and examined the available evidence - who do not]

Only two people say there was an abduction.
Others simply ‘believe’ what they have been told, without ever asking for the evidence.

As Krishnamurti said “Belief [faith] is the excuse you use if you don’t have a good argument”,
which has been rendered as – “Belief [faith] is the alibi you use when you do not have an ounce of proof or validity for your argument.”

Clarke perhaps inadvertently acknowledges this several times in his text.
“I have never wavered in my belief that the parents were innocent. I laid out my argument in a long feature I wrote for the first anniversary of Maddie’s disappearance in May 2008. I repeated it again on the tenth anniversary in 2017 and nothing has come close to changing my view.”

But he provides no evidence, and merely quoting from something he had written previously, also unreferenced, and itself only a ‘belief’ does not, with respect, reinforce his position.
In the next sentence then has absolutely no choice but to dismiss the dogs’ alerts as so-called evidence from sniffer dogs – who allegedly scented her body and blood in the apartment in two places, particularly behind the sofa, as well as in the McCanns’ rental car.”

As of course he must. Having staked all on something (though he refuses to state exactly what) he has no option but to sneer at and dismiss the known facts. His contempt for people, for their privacy, their family lives, extends now to deriding the facts and professional people’s independent findings.

A problem with Clarke’s approach may be that he has insufficient access to the PJ and BKA reports, probably lacks the time to index and cross reference them as investigators do, and then utterly refuses to accept them even when he does read them.

The alleged sighting of Madeleine at Alcossebre in a VW Westfalia camper van is an example of how lack of the full information combined with a refusal to accept the facts can lead a rank amateur astray. That much is evident as Clarke devotes an entire chapter to the episode, despite its having been dealt with in June 2007, seven weeks after the alleged event, and some eleven years before Clarke started his latest quest.

Briefly: the VW van with the man and little blond girl was on Berlin registration plates. It was traced and the German man and van were eliminated from the enquiry, as was his little blond daughter.
The VW van owned by Brückner was traced to a scrap yard in Portugal close to Foral where he had been staying and was on Portuguese registration plates. It was subsequently recovered by PJ officers.
Photos of both vehicles are available, showing the registration plates. But only if you know where to look, and are prepared to consider the evidence.

Clarke ends that chapter with an astonishing paragraph, demonstrating in only 115 words his utter contempt for Police, his sneeringly superior and xenophobic attitude to “foreigners”, his self-appointed detective status, and most dangerously his totally un-evidenced assumption that there was an abduction and that Brückner therefore must have done it, simply because Clarke says so.

That is not how the legal system works in enlightened western societies.

“Having worked here as a journalist for nearly 20 years, I know the Spanish police well. I also know that in any case involving a foreigner they can be laid back, at best, and I am simply not convinced they went out of their way to locate and eliminate this ‘German man’ from their enquiries.
Maybe they actually did locate Brueckner and, as in 2013, he managed to easily brush it off and evade them.
This could well have been the best chance to have caught Maddie alive so far. We must never give up hope that she might still be alive. And the police finally charge Brueckner with her kidnapping. Only time will tell.” p.267


When we remember that this time he is simply substituting the name Brückner for Murat, Malinka, Walczuch, vonAesch, Hewlett, Ney, even Monteiro this should send a chill down the spine of any intelligent reader.

As has been observed before (? Mark Twain ?). “It's easier to fool people than to convince them that they have been fooled.”

When that descends into what at the moment is nothing more than blind belief, leading to witch-hunt or lynch-mob mentality, it becomes pathological and extremely dangerous.

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Clarke’s refusal to accept the possibility of error or to apologise or explain is well documented. As is his contemptuous dismissal of the tort of defamation.
In a previous chapter I demonstrated this with his 48 point bold headline “LIBEL NO BIG DEAL IN SPAIN” just a few issues before he grossly defamed me. [Ch. 31]

His arrogant dismissal of the rights of others were displayed in the Kidman case, the Murat scandal, and in the general tone of articles in his paper about individuals with whom he disagrees.

Even the excoriating Federation of Association of Journalists of Spain (FAPE), judgment against him and the Olive Press for the hounding of a family with a young blond daughter is belittled and ridiculed.
In the book he states that he did not receive a letter from FAPE, was not allowed to put his side of the story, and didn’t even realise they had been censured until the following year. He does however admit to having received a letter from the family, and a phone call, and claims to have tried to apologise.

Would a professional body really have moved to final published judgment without making serious efforts to contact the ‘respondent’? The family had both the postal address and a phone number and was clearly upset enough to pursue the matter without, for example, an informal resolution of apology and retraction.

Some may think it is straight out of the Del-Boy Trotter list of excuses. “The letter’s in the post; we never got the summons; the dog must have eaten it; my wife used it to light the wood-burner; I must have been on an assignment / holiday / in hospital; we had heavy rain and it must have got lost in the flood . . .”

Readers will make of that what they choose.
Given Clarke’s previous history I regret to have to say that for me, it just doesn’t wash, for this reason:–

Spain’s postal delivery service operates in towns but not in outlying areas. Customers in villages often have an allocated letter box (Buzon) typically at the foot of a block of flats, or physically in a purpose build structure at the entrance to an Urbanisation. (This is not the same as a PO Box – Apartado de Correos in Spanish – which is physically located within a Post Office.)

In 2012 the Olive Press operated such a system. The box in question is in a purpose built bank at the entrance to an Urbanisation over one kilometre from the then office and Clarke’s family home and first rental property. It is clearly stated on the legally required contact information on the editorial page. p.6




If delivery were ‘infamously erratic’ it is submitted they would have moved to something more reliable.
Does this make Clarke’s statement that he did not receive any communication from FAPE even less likely?

In the book Clarke states
“we certainly didn’t expect to receive a legal letter from the Federation of Association of Journalists of Spain (FAPE), the Spanish equivalent of the Press Complaints Commission. Indeed we didn’t actually receive one, but FAPE had supposedly sent one to our office outside Ronda, which being in the countryside opposite my home was infamously erratic for receiving post. Incredibly, FAPE hadn’t felt the need to send another letter, or indeed call or send an email. p. 114”

Leaving aside the contorted grammar and strange vocabulary of the relative clause in the bolded sentence, it must be clear that no letters were ever delivered to nor ever addressed to the office opposite the house. There is no delivery service, and there is no letter box – as a search on “google maps - street view” will confirm.

But that must be set against this statement earlier in the chapter.
“The girl’s mother, who had not been at the interview, was not happy. She phoned the paper demanding a retraction and apology, which perhaps we didn’t deal with quickly enough or seriously enough.”

Given what we have established about Clarke’s and the Olive Press’ attitude towards people’s privacy, rights, common decency, and much more we may not be surprised that he dismissed a valid complaint in that cavalier fashion. He has dealt with similar complaints about defamation and gross falsehoods in the same arrogant and dismissive way but continues to publish them. [ see Ch. 31. Jon Clarke - Lies and Videotape]

Does any of this matter?
Well yes.
  • He is “investigating” at least two of the most serious crimes known to any legal system.
  • Clarke is purporting to write a truthful account, not a work of fiction.
  • The fact that the book is full of errors and provable falsehoods is worrying.
  • He may argue that details such as whether he interviewed witnesses or spent that evening with an old university friend drinking specialist lager;
  • whether he bothered to check the registration numbers of the VW camper vans;
  • whether post is delivered to his door or left in a bank of letter boxes nearly a mile away;
  • whether he went into Apartment 5A or 5H on arrival;
  • the time of the phone call alerting him and his time of arrival;
  • the numbers of journalists, police, dogs and film crews –
  • he may argue that all this may be of no great importance in the scheme of things, and serves merely to divert attention from his avowed aim to frame a man in prison in Germany for a crime he not only may not have committed, but for a crime which may not have been committed in the first place . . .
So yes Jon. It matters

The strong suspicion that Clarke did receive the letter and a copy of the formal judgment but contemptuously ignored them is hardened towards near certainty by an email of 14 October 2021 direct from the Secretary General of The Commission for Arbitration, Complaints and Ethics in Journalism, which ensures compliance with the Code of Ethics of the Federation of Associations of Journalists of Spain (FAPE)
Doña Maria del Carmen Pérez de Armiñán Garcia-Fresca. in which she says: – [translation. Original in App.]

“We acknowledge receipt of your letter of 24 September, in which you bring to our attention information about the version, eight years after the ruling issued by the Commission for Arbitration, Complaints and Ethics in Journalism in 2013 (ruling 2013/82), published by Jon Clarke in the book "My Search for Madeleine".
It is clear that, if the allegations in the book were true, Mr Clarke would have filed a complaint with the Commission at the time, which never took place.”


Doña Carmen Pérez de Armiñán goes on to say

“I understand that your email is only intended to provide us with information on the allegations made against our organisation, for which we are enormously grateful.
Yours faithfully”


It would appear that we must now add this to the long and rapidly increasing list of Clarke’s contempt for facts, for truth, for common decency, and even for the normally accepted standards of Journalism.
It is in fact just another invented story to cover up his own lack of professional and personal integrity.

To repeat the late Greg Miskiw’s words:
“…the objective was very simple: just get the story. Just get it … no matter what … no matter how.”
“This is what we do. We go out and destroy other people’s lives.”


And we may care to reflect at this point on Danielle Gusmaroli’s input into this charade, of another Tabloid press “JOURNALIST” inventing almost totally a story to support the McCann’s “official abduction story” and timed to perfection with the publication of the McCann’s own forged Pool Photo . . . Chapters 20 and 36

They are ALL at it.
It is sadly impossible to take at face value anything they write.

Gusmaroli emigrated to Australia, as did Wendy Williams, one of Clarke’s journalists involved in the FAPE scandal. Clarke tells us this was because of the FAPE judgment. It now seems more likely it was collateral fall-out damage from his own arrogant failure to deal properly with the initial complaint and his contemptuous refusal to challenge the statement of facts in a hearing.
Miskiw served 6 months in prison for his crimes and sins.
Clarke should perhaps reflect on what he is doing.

An insight into Clarke’s pure Tabloid gutter-press mentality may be seen in an extract from a book about his take-over of the Olive Press. Extracts were published in the Olive Press itself, along with photos of Clarke and his wife who is given her real name and not the clumsy pseudonym he affects in the book. [Appendix]

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The Shakespearean Tragedy of this saga – Shakespearean rather than Greek in that the Characters are in charge of their own destinies and sub-plots and supernatural elements are included – is that one day soon the McCann’s surviving children will look up on the internet what happened to their big sister, and will discover all the people who have made money out of her death. They will, as all children do, start to ask questions, as will the children of the Tapas 7.

One day Jon Clarke’s own children will read his book and discover that the beautiful house they live in was built from the proceeds of another family’s misery caused directly by the actions of their father. They may then remember that he caused them misery when he abandoned them during their formative years.

The shame, misery and guilt will pass down the generations.



APPENDIX:

“The Commission for Arbitration, Complaints and Ethics in Journalism is constituted as an ethical body of the profession based on independent and responsible self-regulation, and ensures compliance with the Code of Ethics of the Federation of Associations of Journalists of Spain (FAPE).”

2     Insight into the Tabloid mentality of journalists. “…the objective was very simple: just get the story. Just get it … no matter what … no matter how.”

“Olive Press: News from the land of the Misfits” Jason Heppenstall - 2019. Amazon.
Quoted in Olive Press, Issue 34. 13/10/2019

“WHEN Jon Clarke strode into our lives I immediately knew that nothing would be the same again.
His initial communiqué arrived in the form of an email stating matter-of–factly that he had picked up a copy of The Olive Press at Granada Airport and, upon reading it, had been overcome by the feeling that we were in desperate need of his help.
He was, he said, a Fleet Street journalist who now lived in Ronda, several hours’ drive to the west of the Alpujarras.

. . .
He sat down and – just as he had done when we first met him – pulled out the latest copy of The Olive Press from his leather case, slapping it on the table between us.
I couldn’t fail to notice that – once again – it was covered in more red ink and scribbles.
“The newspaper is great,” he started out.
“But,” he continued. There was always going to be a but, “you chaps are still not bold enough with your headlines!”
I squinted at the paper to see what he meant.


“Exactly,” he exclaimed. “Look, I know a thing or two about what makes a hit and what makes a miss. Tiny headlines and weak captions look like failure to me.
“You see this caption?”
It was a story about a local girl who had been injured by a wild boar during a fiesta. There was a stock photo of a boar and a caption: “The girl sustained injuries in the attack.”
“That’s weak,” said Jon, pointing at the much-abused newspaper.
“The headline should be ‘BEAUTY SAVAGED BY BEAST – VILLAGE IN SHOCK’ and it would be in bold caps in 90 Times Roman.


“And if they hadn’t caught it, I’d have a close-up of some snarling teeth and ‘WANTED: HELL BEAST ON THE LOOSE’.”
“Hmm,” I said, taking a sip of wine.


We went through the whole newspaper in this way. By the time we’d finished, Jon had demolished The Olive Press, making it seem like the most inept attempt at a newspaper in the history of mankind.
“But don’t mind me,” he finished, “the story’s still great… and it’s up to you whether you use me or not.”