É um dos ‘campos’ constitutivos
da ‘coisa’ que desmerece ‘mergulho’ abaixo da canópia. Ir além do mero registo
é, em termos domésticos, incorrer contra a crendice democrática. Tentar, seria uma
bravata contra a «doxa» – o mesmo que fazer, da Razão, moeda com valor
fiduciário.
Ainda assim, e porque descrevendo melhor a génese se percebe melhor o mistério, uma espreitadela por baixo da canópia. Como chegou a
instituição, Forças Armadas, a isto?
(…) in the mid- to late 1970s socialism and Communism enjoyed wide
support in Portugal. Indeed, we had agents throughout the Portuguese
intelligence service, and in the chaos that followed the socialist revolution
that overthrew Salazar/Caetano, our agents came up with a bold stroke. One
night, with the help of moles and sympathizers inside the security apparatus,
Portuguese working for the KGB drove a truck to the Security Ministry and
hauled away a mountain of classified intelligence data, including lists of
secret police agents working for the Salazar regime. The truckload of documents
was delivered to our embassy in Lisbon, then sent by plane to Moscow, where
analysts spent months poring over the papers. (…) there was some material of
limited interest on American military operations in Europe. (…) the really
valuable material was the list of the thousands of agents and informers who
worked for the Salazar dictatorship. Our officers later used this information
to force some of these agents to work for us. (…) In the 1990s, (…) I was interviewed by major
national media and did not mince words about the role of the Portuguese
Communist Party in providing generous support for Soviet intelligence
operations. I was immediately denounced by Álvaro Cunhal, the Party leader, as
a liar and a traitor. (…) I repeated what I had been saying over and over
again: ‘The Communist Party of Portugal
is our best and most loyal ally in Europe (…)’
in «Spymaster - My Thirty-two Years in Intelligence
and Espionage Against the West» de Oleg Kalugin/2009, pág.194/195
Ademais, quatro décadas volvidas, e apesar de
Eanes, Firmino Miguel, Pires Veloso, Galvão de Melo, Sanches Osório, Loureiro
dos Santos, Melo Egídio, Jaime Neves, etc… mantemo-nos
no domínio dos ‘netos da madrugada’ que,
tal qual os ‘pais’ ‒ os ‘filhos da
madrugada’‒, ‘sem saberem de dor
ou mágoa’, ‘navegam de vaga em vaga’
à ‘procura de quem lhes traga verde oliva
de flor nos ramos’.
