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                    <h1><a moz-do-not-send="true"
                        href="http://rule19.org/download-film/film-130117-patrice-lumumba.pdf"><img
                          alt=""
                          src="cid:part1.02000208.07030303@mynas.com"
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                          height="697" hspace="20"></a><font
                        face="Aharoni"><i><b>Patrice Lumumba</b></i></font></h1>
                    <big><b><i>"the most important assassination of the
                          20th century</i></b><b>"</b></big><br>
                    ~ <font color="#666666">Ludo De Witte, the Belgian
                      author of the best book on this crime: <b><u>The
                          Assassination of Lumumba</u></b></font><br>
                    <u> </u><br>
                    <h1> </h1>
                    <p> Showing Thursday, January 17, in Cambridge [<a
                        href="http://rule19.org/download-film/film-130117-patrice-lumumba.pdf"
                        moz-do-not-send="true">please download
                        distribute & flyer</a>]</p>
                    <p>Patrice Lumumba, the first legally elected prime
                      minister of the Democratic Republic of the Congo
                      (DRC), was assassinated 52 years ago, on 17
                      January, 1961. This heinous crime was a
                      culmination of 2 inter-related assassination plots
                      by American and Belgian governments, which used
                      Congolese accomplices and a Belgian execution
                      squad to carry out the deed.</p>
                    <p> This docudrama tells the true story of Lumumba's
                      rise to power and brutal assassination. Using
                      newly discovered historical evidence, Haitian-born
                      and later Congo-raised writer and director <b>Raoul

                        Peck<font color="#ff0000">*</font></b> renders
                      an emotional and tautly woven account of this man
                      with a flair for oratory and an uncompromising
                      belief in the capacity of his homeland to build a
                      prosperous nation independent of its former
                      Belgium overlords. </p>
                    <p> Lumumba is led to slaughter by commercial and
                      political interests in Belgium, the US, and the
                      international community -- where political
                      entities, captains of commerce, and the military
                      dovetail in their quest for economic and political
                      hegemony.</p>
                    <blockquote class=" cite" id="Cite_0">
                      <p><font color="#ff0000">[<b>*</b><b>Raoul Peck</b>
                          is an award-winning Haitian filmmaker, of both
                          documentary and feature films, and a political
                          activist. Briefly, in the 1990s, he was
                          Haiti's Minister of Culture]</font></p>
                    </blockquote>
                    <p>"<i>I had lunched with Larry Devlin<b><font
                            color="#ff0000">*</font></b>, my former
                        patron and the famous eminence grise of the
                        Congo program of the early sixties. After two
                        long tours in the Congo, where he had shuffled
                        new governments like cards, finally settling on
                        Mobutu as president, Devlin had been put in
                        charge of the agency's paramilitary program in
                        Laos.</i>"  ~John Stockwell, CIA agent<br>
                    </p>
                    <blockquote class=" cite" id="Cite_0">
                      <p><b><font color="#ff0000">[*</font></b><font
                          color="#ff0000"><b>Larry Devli</b>n, stationed
                          for many years in Africa, was CIA Station
                          Chief in the Democratic Republic of the Congo
                          [DRC] when Lumumba was assassinated.]</font><br>
                      </p>
                    </blockquote>
                    <p>"<i>Alternatives for dealing with 'the problem'
                        were considered, among them poison (a supply was
                        sent to the CIA station chief in Leopoldville),
                        a high-powered rifle, and free-lance hit men.
                        But it proved hard to get close enough to
                        Lumumba to use these, so, instead, the CIA
                        supported anti-Lumumba elements within the
                        factionalized Congo government.</i>"     ~ Eric
                      Hochschild, author King Leopold's Ghost<u><br>
                      </u></p>
                    <p><br>
                      See excerpt:  <a moz-do-not-send="true"
                        href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DGdf7wX-E7g">Lumuba
independence
day



                        speech</a><br>
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                    <p><br>
                      <b>When/where</b><br>
                      doors open 6:40; film starts promptly 7pm<br>
                      243 Broadway, Cambridge - corner of Broadway and
                      Windsor,<br>
                      entrance on Windsor<br>
                      <a moz-do-not-send="true"
                        href="http://rule19.org/videos">rule19.org/videos</a><br>
                      <br>
                      Please join us for a stimulating night out; bring
                      your friends!<br>
                      <b>free film, free refreshments, & free door
                        prizes.</b><b><br>
                      </b><b> [donations are encouraged]</b><br>
                      <br>
                      "<i>You can't legislate good will - that comes
                        through education</i>." ~ Malcolm X<br>
                      <br>
                      <b>UPandOUT film series</b> - see <a
                        moz-do-not-send="true"
                        href="http://rule19.org/videos">rule19.org/videos</a><br>
                      <br>
                      Why should YOU care? It's YOUR money that pays for
                      US/Israeli wars - on Iraq, Afghanistan, Iran,
                      Palestine, Libya. Syria, Iran, So America, etc etc
                      - for billionaire bailouts, for ever more
                      ubiquitous US prisons, for the loss of liberty and
                      civil rights...<br>
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                      <b>Dedicated to the memory and spirit of Patrice
                        Emery Lumumba</b><br>
                      (2 July 1925  -- 17 January 1961)<br>
                      <br>
                      <i>The soldiers stole you and two others<br>
                        into the back of a truck<br>
                        in the middle of the night<br>
                        put you in a bag tied up your beaten bloody body
                        with rope<br>
                        sweating as they drove you into the middle of
                        the country<br>
                        Katanga Province, Africa<br>
                        in a far off field<br>
                        where there were no lights<br>
                        where you could not see anything<br>
                        they assassinated you and two ministers Okito
                        and Mpolo<br>
                        <br>
                        they attacked to kill you<br>
                        they ripped apart your body<br>
                        scattering it bone by bone across the fields<br>
                        so that the blood mixed with the earth<br>
                        they hid you and they hid their murder of you<br>
                        they thought that by doing this your spirit
                        would break<br>
                        they thought that by doing this your memory
                        would be broken<br>
                        <br>
                        but a week before the killing you had written to
                        your wife,<br>
                        “I prefer to die with my head unbowed, my faith
                        unshakable,<br>
                        and with profound trust in the destiny of my
                        country.”<br>
                        <br>
                        Patrice Lumumba – born in the village of Onalua
                        in Kasai province,<br>
                        the Congo<br>
                        you called for an independent country in those
                        stuffy halls<br>
                        where people taunted you with their viciousness<br>
                        you were not afraid to speak the truth<br>
                        because you knew that a village, a country,
                        perhaps even<br>
                        the world would remember your words<br>
                        <br>
                        the night knows your secrets<br>
                        the way you envisioned a united Africa<br>
                        Lumumba<br>
                        something about your spirit moves me<br>
                        across these many years<br>
                        in a land far away<br>
                        something about your very presence on this earth
                        moves<br>
                        me to tears<br>
                        just as your mother stood outside her small
                        house<br>
                        as the sky was changing to dusk<br>
                        stood crying into hands which could not stop the
                        tears<br>
                        from falling, dripping onto the earth<br>
                        so that a river of tears fell at her feet<br>
                        <br>
                        Lumumba<br>
                        Lumumba<br>
                        your name should become a chant for all free
                        thinking people<br>
                        you who longed for corruption-free politics<br>
                        who took pride in every step you walked<br>
                        for a free independent Congo you said<br>
                        and those words became a sacred chant for your
                        people<br>
                        <br>
                        they wanted your name to be forgotten<br>
                        they wanted your warrior feeling to be cast out<br>
                        they wanted to stamp on your vision<br>
                        but it is not forgotten Lumumba<br>
                        Lumumba<br>
                        your mother weeping into her cupped hands<br>
                        the tears filling her face her neck her body<br>
                        Lumumba<br>
                        your name is not erased from our history books<br>
                        but brought back to life<br>
                        and lived…<br>
                      </i><br>
                      Copyright 2011 ~ Dorothy Johnson-Laird<br>
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