October I just saw one after the
two specials that Radio-Canada launched on the occasion of the 40th of October Crisis. Good tv well done, with just enough surprises to be aware of the naivety of the era. Enough also to understand that we are manipulated. The cops knew more than we thought at that time. Laporte that died accidentally, sacrificed in the name of higher interests of the Cause. Independence may be, Federalist surely.
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I was 12 in October 1970. To put me away for too large and turbulent new multipurpose my suburb, my parents put a boarder at the same college for my father. The famous Seminary of St. Hyacinthe had itself become bankrupt college like most of his colleagues. I was in first year of high school, dropped in a more rural residents from the rich surrounding parishes.
I was bored friends and cronies and also the big press that I used to read back from school. I found a trick to read my newspaper. As the college building was an orphan, he shared the premises of the seminary. And the library was open in the evening. So I went there to read newspapers after dinner, under the watchful eye of librarians, our priests who forgot to ban the practice.
That's when I read that something was happening was the FLQ kidnapped a British diplomat. Ti ass that I do not understand much, but enough to that was serious. I impressed my colleagues with reporting news. Probably all wrong also because my brain was still 12 years proudly Canadian and impressed by Trudeau. What these villains FLQ! (Be the nephew of Dr. Ferron and a good history lesson for me to change my opinion two years later)
I remember then the following weekend, I listened to my transistor radio (same as Mafalda!) connected to CKAC. I liked the show of Michel Desrochers Saturday. Needless to say that the programming was regularly upset by the news, the station serving the FLQ mailbox. That's where I learned the Department removal of Laporte, info immediately forwarded to my father who knew him well. It's like
become heavier.
And the week after the seminar, the atmosphere was feverish. One felt that it was boiling in the wings of the college. On our side, even the big five had high ambitions and talked politics. Our priests and our teachers, mostly secular, were nervous, too. On Friday, the day after the law on war measures, I still see the priest in charge of student life in the big room next study that we had to evacuate calmly, row by row. Under the old ball-to-wall of the seminar, we learned that there had been bomb threats at college.
Upon returning home Friday, we saw the lines of military trucks that were going to Quebec. Then on Saturday strange radio. Nothing happens. And the next day, the death of Laporte. The October crisis was over. They die after.
But this time everything was said.
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Much has been spoken since. Enough to know that all this is suspicious. That in this story, be vaguely conspiratorial and see a gross Federal unfortunately show lucidity. Regardless of whether this strategy will have backfired. Be added then the 1980 referendum, the constitution imposed on Quebec in 1982, cheating in the 1995 referendum, the circus ensuing sponsorship. Lies.
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In March 1970 Pauline Julien sang and read poetry.
We will stop and will be in jail for nothing with another 500 in October 1970. Mere crime of opinion, we already knew the kidnappers, he was terrorizing the terrorists (!)
are offended to see a Canadian media say that Quebec is the province's most corrupt country. So what?
It may be normal in a country has never been a lie.
Talk to Native Americans living there.
