It's never a good day when someone has to speak to the IA, the Internal Affairs department.  Those detectives were not only the best in their respective departments, but they had an aura of secrecy about them.  Ruthless in their determination, absolute in their confidentiality, the mere names of the IA members were closely guarded.  The less known about them, the better and easier they could operate across the functional and political boundaries that existed within the force as a whole.  Frank had been considered for a spot at one time, but unknown to him, he was found "unqualified due to personal attributes."  The IA had investigated him and knew of his extramarital excursions.  Too much of an opportunity for bias, prejudice and/or blackmail for Frank to be effective.

"Detective Quadro, the purpose of this meeting is to inform you that we are investigating your possible involvement in the murder case of one Cliff Culpepper.  We are not accusing you of the crime at this time, and we certainly hope that we do not have to do so in the future.  All we are trying to do is establish in what fashion you have a relationship to the case.  This is a standard procedural inquiry, as I am sure you are aware, and as long as you fully cooperate with our investigation, barring any unforeseen complications, you should be back on the job very quickly.  While you are not under oath, we ask that you tell the truth since any testimony today may need to be used in court at a later date.  Do you understand the purpose of this meeting?"

The IA man had read the statement very deliberately, almost devoid of any true conversational tone.  For legal purposes the statement had to be read and he had to agree to it.  The IA clearly wanted to present the obligatory oratory in the least confrontational manner so as to put Frank at ease, possibly getting him to let his guard down just enough to unintentionally let go of a clue.

"I understand.  Let's just get this over with, please."

"Frank, my name is Dan Hollingsworth.  I'm a detective over in narcotics.  This shouldn't take too long. There is, however, one more standard procedure that we must take care of before we can continue..."

Frank knew that a cop's two most valuable possessions were his badge and his gun.  During any IA interview, the officer being questioned had to place both on the desk, symbolizing that his life as a certified peace officer and all that it entailed was literally "on the table for all to see."

Unclipping the gold shield from his belt, Frank carefully and gently placed it on the desk, centered between the two of them, with the badge facing Dan, as if to remind him that while he was doing the investigating - he needed to remember that he was addressing a fellow detective.

The gun took a little more time.  Grasping the handle of his 45 caliber Colt semi automatic, Frank tilted the piece forward enough to unlock it from his holster.  These holsters were somewhat new, specifically designed for police departments.  A locking mechanism was positioned in such a way that the officer could easily pull the gun, but a suspect or assailant would not be able to pull the handle at the correct angle to release the gun from the holster. This holster had already been credited with saving numerous lives; it was a favorite among most law enforcement types.

When handing a firearm over to another person, there is an unwritten ritual that must be followed.  Failure to use this ritual places the recipient at a disadvantage, not knowing the true intention of the deliverer.  Frank knew better than to press his luck any further than his little display of machismo with the badge.  He unholstered the 45, pointed it up and away from Dan, then pressing the magazine release button, allowed the magazine to drop from his weapon. Catching it as it fell, Frank placed the magazine on the desk, next to the badge.

Holding the gun with his left hand, Frank then grasped the upper receiver and pulled back.  The internal ejector popped the remaining round out of the weapon.  Frank let it fall to the desk as he locked the upper assembly in place, to the rear.  Taking one last look at the chamber to ensure there were no live rounds still inside the gun, Frank cautiously placed the Colt 1911 on the desk, barrel pointed away from both of he and Dan.  If there was one thing that every peace officer took seriously, it was his or her service weapon.

"Thank you.  Let's begin with your relationship to Cliff Culpepper..."

Come on. Don't call me nuts. Its too early to judge. If you say no to either 1 or 2 -> maybe you aren't paying attention. Perhaps, I have bored you. Anyhow, if you need some time to kill: Its called Mind Games:

I wrote about the "How to of War" -> you know how to win the war.. Breaking the Cycle et all.

But I forgot to tell you what is a farce: Better late than never. Here is a good definition:

Farce
Pronunciation Key - Show IPA Pronunciation noun, verb, farced, farc·ing.

–noun

1.	a light, humorous play in which the plot depends upon a skillfully exploited situation rather than upon the development of character.

2.	humor of the type displayed in such works.

3.	foolish show; mockery; a ridiculous sham.

4.	Cookery. forcemeat.

–verb (used with object)

5.	to season (a speech or composition), esp. with witty material.

6.	Obsolete. to stuff; cram.

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[Origin: 1300–50; (n.) ME fars stuffing < MF farce < VL *farsa, n. use of fem. of L farsus, earlier fartus stuffed, ptp. of farcīre to stuff; (v.) ME farsen < OF farcir < L farcīre]

Here are some equations, one must solve:

1. Is Farce = A Force to reckon with?

2. Is this a Farce ? --> You have to know this - before you solve the first equation as in [1]

I know, you are dying to know the HOW TO : I dislike the How Tos -> but some people just want me to spell it out: so, here it is :

Read the following posts in my blog:

1. Push - Pull Game

2. How to win a war

3. What's a bottom-less coffee mean

4. Confusion versus Conflict ( I know, I have to edit it.. patience my friend is virtue)

5. Left or Right -> What do you drive?

6. Thriving on Info Load?

And more posts : Come on.. I said " Extrapolate and Co-relate" -> if you do both you know how to synthesize. If you do only one of the 2 -> you would be mis-directed

Good Luck

Olga Lednichenko

Tiens... ce synopsis ne vous rappelle t'il rien ? eh oui... nous en avons parlé avec l'œuvre de Alexander Mc Call Smith qui, cette fois, est portée à l'écran et est en cours de tournage (2008) dans le cadre d'une coproduction britannique, américaine et sud africaine...

Arthur Conan Doyle (1859-1930) es un escritor inglés principalmente conocido por ser el creador del más grande de los detectives de la literatura universal, Sherlock Holmes.

Esto no es una novela en sí, sino más bien una antología. El compendio de todas las obras protagonizadas por Sherlock Holmes, también denominado el "Cánon Holmsiano" y que incluye los siguientes títulos:

- Estudio en escarlata (A Study in Scarlet, novela, 1887).
- El signo de los cuatro (The Sign of Four, novela, 1890).
- Las aventuras de Sherlock Holmes (The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes, conjunto de relatos, 1891–92).
- Las memorias de Sherlock Holmes (The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes, conjunto de relatos, 1892–93).
- El sabueso de los Baskerville (The Hound of the Baskervilles, novela, 1901–02).
- El retorno de Sherlock Holmes (The Return of Sherlock Holmes,  conjunto de relatos, 1903–04).
- El valle del terror (The Valley of Fear, novela, 1914–15).
- El último saludo (His Last Bow, conjunto de relatos, 1908–17).
- El libro de casos de Sherlock Holmes (The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes, conjunto de relatos, 1924–26).

Esta antología está formada por 4 novelas y 5 libros que son recopilaciones de los relatos aparecidos en las distintas publicaciones, unos 60 relatos en total (listado completo). Básicamente todas las novelas (y los relatos también) tienen una estructura similar, un cliente llega al despacho (a su vez laboratorio y vivienda) que Sherlock Holmes ocupa en el 221B de Baker Street en Londres y que eventualmente comparte con el Doctor Watson (un médico que hizo carrera en el ejercito y que se convierte en el compañero de piso de Holmes y en compañero inseparable en muchas de sus aventuras, se nos presenta como una especie de alterego del protagonista), en determinados momento Watson es un hombre casado y vive con su esposa en otro lugar. Como curiosidad hay que decir que si bien es cierto que existe una Baker Street y un número 221 en esa calle en Londres, nunca ha existido un 221B, una de las hipótesis es que la B haga referencia al piso de arriba de este 221, puesto que era la plata que ocupaba Sherlock Holmes. El cliente plantea su problema al detective y éste decide si se va a ocupar de él o lo va a rechazar. Si es aceptado Sherlock usará todo su poder deductivo para resolverlo en virtud de las pruebas que vaya recabando y finalmente ofrecerá la solución al cliente.

El autor nos presenta al detective como un hombre con una inteligencia fuera de lo común, es capaz de llegar a conclusiones acertadas a través de detalles que un hombre común no apreciaría, simplemente con su capacidad deductiva. A su vez también domina ciertas materias como química y geología, en ocasiones su metodología no es la mejor, pero sus conocimientos son muy elevados y siempre resulta útiles. Además es un buen boxeador y un, cuanto menos, interesante intérprete de violín, además de un excelente actor y un maestro del disfraz. En una de las novelas (Estudio en escarlata) Watson hace un listado de las habilidades que domina Sherlock y descubre su gran interés por todo aquello que le resulta práctico y su completo desinterés por aquello que considera superfluo. En una ocasión Watson le pregunta si conoce la teoria heliocéntrica y queda muy sorprendido cuando Sherlock afirma no tener ni idea, a lo que además agrega: "considero que esto no tiene más valor para mi vida cotidiana que cualquier otra curiosidad, hasta este momento nunca había oído hablar de ello y es más a partir de ahora la voy a olvidar pues no tengo interés de ocupar mi memoria con este tipo de cosas".

Los métodos de investigación son poco convencionales, prefiere no salir de su salón y confiar en su poder deductivo. Para recabar información usar una red de espionaje un tanto curiosa, los pilluelos que rondan por las calles de Londres, muchachos a los que tiene gran aprecio y que en muchas ocasiones le aportan informaciones vitales para las investigaciones. Las comunicaciones las hace usando el telegrama, impensable en estos días.

En las novelas aparecen varios personajes de manera recurrente, como por ejemplo los inspectores de Schotland Yard a los que presta colaboración, en ocasiones su hermano mayor Mycroft que trabaja para el gobierno británico en los servicios de información, pero sin duda el más destacado, aunque quizás más breve en cuanto apariciones reales (en muchos relatos es mencionado) es James Moriarty. El profesor Moriarty según el propio Holmes es la persona más dotada para el crimen que jamás haya conocido la humanidad y su gran enemigo, hasta tal punto que llega a acabar con la vida del detective, el autor decide resucitar a Sherlock Holmes debido a la gran presión popular.

A grandes rasgos los argumentos de las 4 novelas son los siguientes:

- Estudio en Escarlata: Primera novela, aunque no es la primera aventura de la que se tiene constancia, donde Holmes y Watson se encuentran, Watson hace una presentación de Holmes narrando la aventura en primera persona. El caso gira en torno a un cadaver descubierto en una casa con una extraña inscripción en la pared: "RACHE". En esta novela hay insertada una pequeña novelita del oeste que tiene lugar varios años antes y sirve como un prólogo a la aventura principal. Una de las teorías de la inserción de esta novela dentro de Estudio en escarlata apunta a que puede ser meramente para rellenar las 100 páginas mínimas que otorgaban la categoría de novela a cualquier relato.

- El signo de los cuatro: En esta ocasión Holmes debe investigar qué se esconde tras una herencia, un tesoro, que un padre deja a sus hijos y provoca el asesinato de uno de los hermanos. Un extraño signo es dejado en el lugar del crimen y todo apunta a un ajuste de cuentas que viene del pasado. Aquí también se dedica parte del relato a contar la historia y el origen del tesoro.

- El sabueso de los Baskerville: Aquí Sherlock deja Londres para trasladarse a una mansión en el corazón de Inglaterra donde el propietario ha sido encontrado muerto en extrañas circunstancias. Aparentemente varios miembros de la familia han sido encontrados muertos anteriormente a causa del ataque de un perro diabólico.

- El valle del terror: En esta ocasión Holmes tiene que desvelar la identidad de un asesino, cuando están cara a cara este le relata la historia que sucedió años atrás en USA. Básicamente imita la estructura de "Estudio en escarlata". En esta novela aparece el profesor Moriarty.

En resumen, esta es una de las obras de lectura obligada para todos los amantes de la novela de detectives. Sherlock Holmes es uno de los personajes más carismáticos de este género de literatura y el modelo que muchos otros han seguido.

Como curiosidades hay que destacar la importancia que ha tenido el cine dentro de la concepción del personaje. La famosa frase "elemental querido Watson" sólo fue pronunciada una vez por Holmes de esa manera, pero se ha encargado el cine de magnificarla. EL perfil clásico de que asociamos a Holmes con su pipa no es sino producto del cine también, la pipa preferida de Holmes era una enorme pipa cerámica, esta se substituyó por la que todos conocemos con afán de hacer que la cara del personaje no quedase tapada cuando fumaba.

Título: El ángel Caído
Título original: Азазель (Azazel)
Autor: Boris Akunin (pseudónimo de Grigory Shalvovich Chkhartishvili)
Año: 1998
ISBN: 978-84-7888-729-3

Boris Akunin o B. Akunin es el pseudónimo de Grigory Shalvovich Chkhartishvili (1956), escritor nacido en Georgia y aficando en Moscú, experto en las cultura asiática y traductor de japonés, director de la revista "Literatura Extranjera".

Esta es la primera novela de la saga dedicada a Erast Fandorin, hasta el momento se han traducido únicamente las 4 primeras novelas al castellano de mano de la editorial Salamandra.

Se nos presenta a un joven Erast Fandorin, recién salido de la academia de policía se dedicará a investigar crímenes acontecidos en el Moscú de 1876. El protagonista empieza dubitativo, pero poco a poco se va mostrando lúcido, incorporando cualidades que podemos observar en otros detectives de la literatura como puede ser Sherlok Holmes o Hércules Poirot. Viajará por ciudades como Moscú, Berlín, Londres y San Petersburgo intentando desentrañar el misterio que se esconde detrás de una larga lista de asesinatos y de un nombre "Azazel".

En esta esta primera aventura se siembra la semilla para el resto de novelas de la saga. Los hechos que aquí se suceden marcarán profundamente el caracter del protagonista que se irá desarrollando a lo largo de las siguientes novelas. El impactante final será el nacimiento de un nuevo héroe de la literatura policiaca.

La lectura es muy amena, el lenguaje es claro y sin duda gustará a los aficionados a las novelas de detectives. La ambientación es muy correcta y nos podemos transportar a la Europa de finales del siglo XIX.

Esta serie de novelas goza de gran popularidad en Rusia y se ha llegado a hacer alguna película, lamentablemente a nuestros pais no han llegado las traducciones, aunque en inglés y alemán se ha traducido alguna novela más.

Ce n'est qu'un roman écrit par Alexander Mc Call Smith qui met en lumière cette agence virtuelle de Gaborone.

A lire aux éditions 10/18

The college football season has finally started!  It’s a great time to meet up with friends for a few beers and listen to middle aged men complain and tell pathetic jokes.  I went last night.  The people who sat around me must all be ex-coaches because they know exactly what works and what doesn’t.  The guy next to me was excellent.  He shows up about 5 minutes late, sees that we have the ball and asks “how did we get the ball back.”  My answer, “They punted.  Glad you could make it Petrino.”  One of the guys behind me somehow tied the game into a Mike Vick discussion and finished with some awful dog and jail jokes.  I guess he had some unused comedy material from last summer.  I hope he picks up the latest idiot’s guide.

Speaking of idiots, I miscalculated when my severance would end.  I thought my last check would be deposited last night.  It ends up I received it last Thursday.  That’s not a good way to start a 3 day weekend, or in my case a 7 day weekend.  I probably have to head back up to Big Shanty (Dept. of Labor) today to straighten that out.  I hope Billy Dee is there. 

The good news is that I finally get my in person interview which will occur next Tuesday.  They emailed an application to me to complete and bring with me.  There are two questions that I have not seen before.  List the total value of money and other things that you have stolen in the past.  Do they think I knocked over a taco stand at some point?  Describe your current average monthly use of alcohol.  Given that the current month at the time of application will be September, I will be sober as a judge.  Given that I spent a week in the Keys, my answer for August would be impressive, ambitious or epic.

I had to go the local news for material to end the week.  The best story is a guy that was shot while fleeing police downtown.  Of course this does not sound like the best story but listen to this.  From the paper, “witnesses said the fleeing man pulled the gun after tripping because he was struggling to keep his baggy pants from falling down.”  It’s a great day to be alive if you are a belt maker.  There is a dire need to keep pants up.  The picture above is actually from the paper and shows the detectives looking at the suspect’s gun.  What’s going on at the precinct?  Were they in the middle of a dress rehearsal for a play when the call came?

I'm sure some of the things I post must seem like Science Fiction, or, that I just 'dreamed it up.' But, I swear these are real events in Springerville, AZ.

"The Neighbor" has outdone himself this time; he has had surveillance cameras installed on the neighbors' houses now too. And some of you commenter's had the nerve to call me paranoid. What is he watching you may ask? For one thing; ME. The other thing he's watching, that is almost as important is his so-called manhood :)

Yup, I think he actually believes that his precious survey marker represents his manhood. If it does, poor 'little' thing :)

He also believes that any time I have something on my property he doesn't especially like all he has to do is move the survey marker over, past whatever it is he dislikes, and then remove my property. After all, it is now on his side of the marker. I have never seen anyone so sickly obsessed with an 'object!' 

If I had the money he has, and uses to purchase people that are useful to him, I would use it for something good; like starving and homeless children.  I certainly wouldn't be using it for his manner of evil and maleficence.  But, I am convinced that this is all he, and his wife, have in their lives, how pathetic.

After I retired from the Nursing profession I taught High School; English Lit., English, and US History.  I made sure that my students understood what their rights were; not many people do, unfortunately.  So, let me see, right now "The Stalker" and the Springerville Police are violating the following of my rights; Section 8 of the Human Rights Act, the Fourteenth Amendment, and my First Amendment rights.  What makes it so frustrating is that no one seems to be the least interested in doing anything about it.  Sometimes, I just can't believe how hateful the human race has become.

I'm not sure if it's because I wrote about the Springerville Police in my book, and their do-nothing practices, or if it's "The Neighbor's" unbelievable power and influence over the officials in this town, but, he has now managed to get the Arizona STATE Police involved in securing his 'territory' and the #^&*^%$#@^ fence!!!  The Springerville Police Department asked them to 'assist' with an issue "With you and your neighbor!"  As far as I know the issue is a civil one, however, the Springerville Police overstepped the boundaries last year when they allowed "The Neighbor" to do anything he wanted, with NO consequences.  Now, they want the State Police to bail them out.

Oh, before I forget; the Police report for "The Neighbor" coming onto my property, tearing away part of my fence, and then tearing down my No Trespass sign, on 8/5?  Effectively disappeared!!!

Check it out for yourself; contact the Eagar, AZ Police Department and ask them for a copy of report #08-1834 and see what they tell you:

(928) 333-4127

Regards,

Looking4trth

195 páginas. Editorial Norma. Categoría: novela detectivesca

leído: 15 de agosto de 2008

Mandrake es un detective que vive en una de las grandes urbes brasileñas.  Ya con 40 años de edad, Mandrake es un dandy.  Siempre tiene a su lado a chicas bellas que buscan la protección y compañía de un hombre experimentado en la cama.  Su trabajo lo lleva en esta historia en la búsqueda de un ladrón de libros antiguos que es un desalmado asesino dispuesto a todo.  En la segunda novela, "el bastón", Mandrake será acusado del asesinato de un hombre pues su bastón fue encontrado en la escena del crimen.  Sin duda, Mandrake es uno de los personajes de novela detectivesca más erógenos de la literatura portuguesa.  Una narración fluida y llena de sorpresas que nos permitirá conocer historias de risas, besos y asesinatos.

With these immortal words the public were introduced to the most famous of double acts: that of Mr Sherlock Holmes and Dr John H. Watson. They remain as popular as ever with the Victorian setting enhancing rather than diminishing their appeal.

 Since their appearance in 1887, they have been portrayed by formidable actors. Many swear by Basil Rathbone and Nigel Bruce, although the latter's portayal of Watson as a bumbling, aged idiot has its critics.

A more impressive couple on Granada TV were Jeremy Brett with firstly, David Burke and then Edward Hardwicke. Unfortunately, Brett became too obsessed with the role and along with the demands of work made him severely ill. The need to shoot around his later absences made some of the later TV episodes disappointing and confusing. However, it must be stressed that they are still more than watchable.

The definitve pair  has to be (and I will brook no opposition) ...

... that of Clive Merrison and Michael Williams in the dramatisations for BBC radio. I will brook no other rivals. This is the only time that  the same two actors have performed in all 56 short stories and 4 novels. The production values are superlative, the acting wonderful and the fleshing out of the original stories done with great skill. These are tales to be listened to over and over.

Now the library has been buying the collected editions starting with The Adventures and The Memoirs. Instead of each collection of short stories being split up into three separate CD packs, borrowers can now luxuriate and thrill to nine hours of prime mystery and spellbinding atmosphere.

One fan wrote 'One of the few broadcasts that I can listen to again and again. The whole thing is a joy. Good stories beautifully transcribed for the radio. Superb actors with such lovely voices. Maybe these should be used as 'master classes'.

Most were dramatised by Bert Coules and it is a tribute to his skills that his own creation The FurtherAdventures of Sherlock Holmes were broadcast by the BBC. This time, as Michael Williams had sadly died, Andrew Sachs played Watson. Unlike most Holmesian tributes, these are intelligent and veer dangerously close to being as good as the originals.

The original four disc sets are also still obtainable from the library, but we don't appear to have any of the longer novels with this pair as stars. There is an opportunity to recommend items to be bought here.

Le Centre d'information sur les Détectives a rédigé un article fort intéressant sur les détectives dans Wikipedia et son propre site est une mine d'or pour cette profession d'autant plus qu'il est entièrement - et exclusivement - dédié aux détectives et enquêteurs privés.

Aussi proposons nous un lien vers cette adresse

Vous pouvez nous signaler d'autres sites, dignes d'intérêt ce qui exclu les sites syndicaux (dont l'objet est d'assurer la promotion de l'organisme professionnel et de ses adhérents).

Para éste último voy listo, la verdad, y eso que tuvo mucha más repercusión entre los vecinos... Pero el primer género me gusta, así que me lancé a la piscina y retoqué una parte de otro texto para ajustarlo a los cánones.

A sugerencia de la propia Pat, a la que agradezco el reto y el ánimo, aquí os dejo el resultado.

- ¿Mi primer caso? Evaristo Idiáquez. Llega a casa con fotos, grabaciones,... todo tipo de pruebas que demuestran que tiene los cuernos del que mató a Paquirri. Su mujer, inmutable, le agradece ponérselo fácil, coge algunas cosas y se va. Evaristo comienza a sentir síntomas de un infarto, llama al 061 y, estando solo, abre la puerta blindada. Después se desploma. En el ángulo ciego. Su mujer vuelve por las gafas. Las coge de la entrada y, extrañada, cierra. Llega la ambulancia, no pueden entrar y Evaristo muere.

- Joder. ¿Y la mujer?

- El juez pensó que sí le vio. 20 años...

Publicado originalmente el 5 de Abril de 2.008 en “Demasiado lejos del mar”.

Detectives ingleses e espanhóis, contratados pelo casal McCann, foram pagos com muitos milhares de libras. Resultados: nenhuns. “O fundo de solidariedade criado para localizar Maddie tem sido gasto a pagar ilusões”, desabafa uma fonte policial.

A empresa de detectives, a Oakley International, que conta com ex-agentes dos serviços secretos britânicos e contactos no FBI, tinha sido contratada por seis meses para avaliar as pistas sobre o desaparecimento da criança, foi agora dispensada. Os homens cobraram 600 mil euros, por seis meses de trabalho. Sem resultados.

Segundo foi revelado, o contrato da companhia não vai ser renovado pois o gestor do Fundo Madeleine McCann, Brian Kennedy, estava insatisfeito com o rumo das investigações, numa altura em que várias pessoas questionavam a forma como o fundo estava a ser gerido.

Kennedy considerou que o valor cobrado mensalmente pelos detectives, 80 mil libras (cerca de 100 mil euros), era demasiado alto tendo em conta os resultados que iam apresentando.

Por sua vez, a agência de detectives espanhola Método 3 confirmou ter recebido 108,3 mil euros, correspondentes a seis meses de trabalho para os McCann.

Depois do arquivamento do caso pelo Ministério Público no passado dia 22 de Julho, a agência diz que passou a ser alvo dos ataques da imprensa inglesa, assegurando que vai exigir indemnizações em tribunal. Em causa está a alegada promessa, feita em meados do ano passado por responsáveis da Método 3, segundo a qual Maddie seria encontrada “pelo Natal”.

Num comunicado enviado à agência espanhola Efe, os detectives esclarecem agora que essa frase não passava de um “mero desejo cristão”, não tendo sido dadas quaisquer certezas.

Por sua vez, o porta-voz dos McCann, Clarence Mitchell, confirmou que a empresa continua a colaborar na procura da menina inglesa, embora “com um papel mais reduzido”.

No processo judicial, consultado pelo 24horas, a intervenção da Método 3 resume-se a uma reunião na PJ de Portimão, em que estiveram presentes um dos proprietários da agência, Francisco Marco, e o multimilionário escocês Brian Kennedy, que havia financiado a sua contratação.

Nessa altura, Francisco Marco entregou à Judiciária um pequeno caderno relativo ao desaparecimento de Maddie com informações que foram objecto de análise e despistagem por parte da polícia portuguesa.

“Toda a informação revelou-se especulativa e sem fundamento, incidindo particular atenção sobre Robert Murat”, escreveu o inspector João Carlos, no documento onde apresenta as conclusões da PJ sobre o caso.

As pistas espanholas

No caderno entregue à Judiciária, a Método 3 diz ter descoberto uma ex-empregada do Ocean Club, Margaret Hall, que terá testemunhado uma tentativa de sequestro no mesmo apartamento alugado pela família McCann.

A agência indica ainda os contactos da mulher de um antigo sócio de Sergei Malinka e refere a existência de uma testemunha que diz ter visto uma mulher a passar o corpo de uma criança de um carro para outro no dia seguinte ao desaparecimento de Madeleine McCann.

A PJ conseguiu localizar essa testemunha. Trata-se de Manuel G., camionista, que garantiu “não poder ser assertivo” na identificação dessas pessoas.

Para el Artefacto de Radio Universidad, transmitido el 22 de agosto de 2008.

Adrian Monk es un coleccionista de manías. Y obsesiones. Quizá por eso es el mejor detective de la Policía de San Francisco, el arma secreta para los casos más complejos. Un expediente chiquito y televisivo.

Cuando en la tele te veas... pon tus manías a remojar.

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A.L.F.A. Belgique est donc née, en octobre 2007, avec la même vocation que sa petite sœur française avec laquelle elle tisse, d'ailleurs, des liens privilégiés qui permettent aux assureurs Belges de faire appels aux détectives français et aux assureurs Français de s'adresser aux enquêteurs privés belges.

Certes la profession n'est pas reconnue dans tous les pays du monde francophone et elle est même interdite dans certains d'entre eux.

Il s'agit aujourd'hui d'œuvrer au niveau mondial afin de jeter les bases d'une règlementation internationale francophone qui passerait par :

- l'acceptation de la profession dans tous les pays francophones dans le respect de leurs intérêts fondamentaux respectifs;

- l'obtention d'un véritable statut de l'enquêteur privé (c'est à dire non administratif, fonctionnaire ou militaire), loin des mythes propagés par la télévision et le cinéma policier.

- l'instauration d'une déontologie francophone commune

Alors votre avis et vos informations seront les bienvenues ...

I've been reading some excellent books lately and I want to share them with you during my great books week.

Christy Barritt's sequel to Hazardous Duty, Suspicious Minds, is even better than the first.

I've said before, I like quirky characters. And most of those quirky characters are detectives of some sort like Monk and Psych.

The heroine in Suspicious Minds is a student of forensic science. To earn money she opens a crime scene cleaning business which I think is an extremely interesting job. One that I would not like to do. She is hurled into another investigation when she discovers a dead Elvis Impersonator (make that tribute artist) under a job site she was inspecting.

I like to think of the book as a cross between CSI and Monk/Psych. If you love those shows you'll love Suspicious Minds. Christy Barritt writes with humor and wit and manages to keep me turning the pages.

I can't wait for the sequel. I've gotta know which guy the heroine ends up with. Great romantic conflict.

Journalists camped out at the house and court.  Sounds just like today.

Scotland Yard sent its best -- Detective Inspector Jonathan Whicher who made great headway, only to be attacked for his intrusion on the sanctity of the English home and hearth. 

The story is detailed in Kate Summerscale's book, "The Suspicions of Mr. Whicher."

The case inspired much of today's detective fiction, beginning with Wilkie Collins' "The Moonstone." Charles Dickens was fascinated by the case and had his own theories.  He used elements of the case in his own works.

The book discusses origins of the language of detection.  The word "clue" comes from "clew," meaning a ball of thread or yarn.  It came to mean "that which points the way" because of the Greek myth in which Theseus uses a ball of yarn, given to him by Ariadne, to find his way of the Minotaur's labyrinth.  People unravel mysteries.  They untangle the knots and follow the thread of evidence.

The book also talks about our uneasy relationship with the police.  We need them, yet resent their prying.  The original detective  ("detect" is from the Latin de-tegere or to "unroof")  was Asmodeus, the prince of demons, who removed roofs to spy on the lives inside, according to the author.  This was a book I couldn't put down.

Your own mystery: In the photo above, what is the detective examining?

THREE VERSIONS: EVIDENCE OF THE SEXUAL ABUSE OF ELSA NEWMAN’S CHILDREN…

THE TRUTH ABOUT THE SUPPOSED “RECANTATION” –AS SAID “RECANTATION” WAS ORCHESTRATED BY QUE EDWINA WALLACE—

As a matter of fact, one of the reasons I believe Elsa Newman is because of this horrendous interrogation of her two children by detectives. Let me say here, quite plainly, that as an attorney who believed the American system of justice was sure to help her and her two sons, Elsa was far more than a little naïve. She was a lot naïve.

So when Que Edwina Wallace and a partner strongly suggested that Elsa Newman bring her two sons in for questioning, Elsa obliged, sure that cooperation with authorities would work to the advantage of herself and her sons. The disclosures of the boys were to be heard at last. As I understand the series of events, Que Edwina Wallace took the two little boys aside into some sort of interrogation room. Elsa was informed that she would wait for them elsewhere.

While Elsa waited for her sons in this place apart from the interrogation room, the boys were grilled—by Que Edwina Wallace, as I understand it—literally for hours, about their disclosures of sexual abuse. They had imparted the details of this sexual abuse to their mother. They had stated clearly that their father was the abuser. They were held in that room for so long that Elsa’s younger son—too frightened to ask permission to use a bathroom—emptied his bowels into his underwear. Shortly after that, he was apparently escorted to a different room to wait for his mother. Probably smelled bad enough that the interrogating detective didn’t want to put up with the odor.

After many hours—I believe it was over six hours—the interrogating detective, this same Que Edwina Wallace, emerged, triumphant and absolutely beaming, from the interrogation room, followed by Elsa’s older son, who appeared so weary that a simple thing like walking was almost beyond him. This was [name omitted.] [Name omitted] had gone completely white in the face. “[This young man],” announced Que Edwina Wallace, “has made a disclosure.”  Elsa stared at her, puzzled, unable to understand why this officer of the law that Elsa so trusted… wondered why she was so happy if the boy had, indeed, made a disclosure of abuse. “Tell her,” said Que Edwina Wallace  to [the boy.]

White-faced, obviously anguished, the boy blurted, “I made it all up, Mom,” and hung his head.

Elsa was left to claim her younger son, clean him up as best she could in a restroom, take the two boys home and try to restore some degree of their faith in themselves and what they knew to be true.

And Que Edwina Wallace? Whoever had instructed her to see to it that the boys sucked back their disclosures and began denying…whoever that was must have been very pleased with Que Edwina Wallace. Very pleased indeed.

SO ENDS THIS ACCOUNT OF A POLICE DETECTIVE WHO CONDUCTED BRUTAL INTERROGATION OF TWO VERY NICE LITTLE BOYS WHO TRIED THEIR BEST TO MAINTAIN THE HONESTY AND INTEGRITY OF THEIR DISCLOSURES—AND WHO FAILED BECAUSE ONE QUE EDWINA WALLACE APPARENTLY REFUSED TO ALLOW THEM TO LEAVE THE ROOM UNTIL THEY HAD RECANTED.

QUE EDWINA WALLACE WOULD HAVE DONE THE INQUISITION PROUD!

THE TRUTH AS TOLD BY [name withheld]—JUST A TINY PORTION OF THE DISCLOSURES OF CHILD ABUSE AGAINST ARLEN SLOBODOW—TAKEN FROM A TRANSCRIPT OF COURT RECORDS [video shown during hearing], ELSA NEWMAN MOTIONS HEARING AND SENTENCING, SECOND TRIAL:

{Name withheld] Slobodow: My dad stuck a (unintelligible) into my brother’s butt and he, he touched my crotch and butt and he touched it under my (unintelligible).

Unidentified Person: Okay.

[Name withheld] Slobodow: And this is the truth. This is another thing about the truth. And my mom told me to tell the truth.

Unidentified Person: Uh-huh.

[Name withheld] Slobodow: And [my brother] told, I mean dad, I think dad told [my brother] to cut it down and he came out of the room with his pants down crying and I pulled him up and then he stopped crying and we hugged each other.

For more information of what [these children] have said their dad did to them, please see other entries in this blog site.]

THE KATHERINE WINFREE VERSION—TAKEN FROM A TRANSCRIPT OF COURT RECORDS, ELSA NEWMAN MOTIONS HEARING AND SENTENCING, SECOND TRIAL:

“…they examined the toy that this child apparently said his father abused him with and how physically it could not have happened.

About all the other recantations that these children made about how [name withheld], when he, after he recanted in front of a police detective in D.C. and his mother found out, she hollered at him and he defecated in his pants.”

[Wow! Is this a variation from the children’s account  or what? I suppose Que Edwina Wallace dared not admit what really happened.]