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...among other things, a convicted embezzler (of some $2,500 in postal funds), a monumental drunkard, an almost compulsive liar, and an addicted hemp smoker. More important, he was a disaster as Prime Minister. Although his party barely controlled less than one-fourth of the seats in Parliament, he refused to make the political compromises necessary to form a working coalition government, quickly alienated almost every important power base in the Congo. Headstrong, unstable and perpetually frenzied, Lumumba never even tried to govern. His army rebelled less than a week after he took office; his Belgian civil servants fled...
Furious on Hemp. Imprisoned for five weeks in the local hotel, the hostages included 21 Catholic priests and brothers, 17 nuns, and a British accountant who was considered an American spy because he owned a pair of binoculars. On the night of Nov. 16, more than a week before the joint U.S.-Belgian rescue mission began, the Simbas puffed themselves into a fury on bamboo pipeloads of Indian hemp. Then they dragged the nuns out of the hotel, forced them to strip, and made them "dance" by shooting at their feet. Then the Simbas took their pleasure...
...Kill them all! Have no scruples!" The Simbas (Swahili for "lions") of Rebel General Nicholas Olenga did their best to carry out the order. In the Avenue Sergeant Kitele, according to some survivors, the command to fire was given by "Major Bubu," a deaf-mute ex-boxer addicted to hemp who served as personal bodyguard to Rebel Defense Minister Gaston Soumialot. Bubu's order could not have been a scream, but in its strangled, inarticulate ferocity must have expressed precisely the blood lust of the Simbas...
...rebels, drunk and high on hemp, chose their victims for the night. Jean de Gotte, Belgian honorary consul in Paulis, watched in horror: "The first dozen were bound, hands and feet tied together behind their backs-trussed like chickens. They were taken outside and dumped on the sidewalk. Five white fathers were stripped of their cassocks and their beards were cut off. Mr. Tucker was first. They hit him across the face with a beer bottle and blinded him. Then they beat him slowly, down the spine, with rifle butts and sticks. Every time he squirmed they...
...worse for the 2½ years he had spent on Bulambemba, an island prison in the mouth of the Congo River. It had not been a painful confinement, for his obliging jailers had given Gizenga plenty of opportunity to engage in his favorite non-political sports: the smoking of hemp and the pursuit at close quarters of young girls...