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October Crisis: 50 years after a bloody spasm that nearly tore Canada apart

A campaign by Quebec separatists culminated in two kidnappings, a killing and the suspension of civil liberties
Canadian soldiers guard the funeral cortege of Quebec’s deputy prime minister, Pierre Laporte, who was murdered by FLQ separatists. Photograph: Doug Griffin/Toronto Star/Getty Images

Tanks rumbled down Montreal streets. Soldiers stood guard in Quebec City. After the declaration of martial law, police conducted warrantless raids, detaining nearly 500 people. Two high-profile kidnappings – of a British diplomat and a senior politician – ended with a grisly murder.

For a brief period in October 1970, Canada was gripped by fear as separatists in the province of Quebec dramatically escalated their battle for independence.

Since then, however, the dramatic events – which came to be known as the October Crisis – have for many Canadians faded into history.

As the 50th anniversary arrives, a flood of new documentaries are revisiting the dark chapter in Canadian history, probing both separatist violence and the government’s decision to suspend civil liberties

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