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Second Part: Do dead people sneeze?

October 2023

SupGaleano died. He died just as he lived: unhappily.

Of course, he took care, before passing away, of returning the name to the one who is flesh and blood inherited from Master Galeano. He recommended keeping him alive, that is to say, fighting. So Galeano will continue walking in these mountains.

In all other regards, it was something simple. He started humming something like “I know I’m piantao, piantao, piantao”, and, just before he expired, he said, or rather asked: “Do dead people sneeze?”, and that’s it. Those were his last words. No sentence for history, nor for a tombstone, nor for an anecdote told in front of a fire. Only that absurd, anachronistic, extemporaneous question: “Do the dead sneeze?”

He then remained still, his tired breathing suspended, his eyes closed, his lips finally silenced, his hands clenched.

We left. Almost as we left the ‘champa’, already at the doorway, we heard a sneeze. SubMoy turned to look at me and I at him, with a barely hinted “bless you.” None of us had sneezed. We turned back to see where the deceased’s body lay and nothing. SubMoy just said “good question.” I didn’t say a word, but I thought «he must surely be hanging with the moon walking down Callao.»

Then of course, we spared the funeral. Although we lost the opportunity for coffee and tamales.

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I know that no one is interested in another death, and least of all that of the now deceased SupGaleano. In truth, I tell you this because he left that poem by Rubén Darío with which he began this series of texts. If we ignore the obvious hint to the Nicaragua that resists and persists – it could even be seen as a reference to the current war of the State of Israel against the people of Palestine, but, at the time of his death, the terror that overwhelms the world today had not restarted-, he left that poetry as a reference. More as a response to someone who asked how to explain what is happening now in Chiapas, Mexico and the world.

And, of course, as a discreet tribute to maestro Galeano –from whom he inherited the name-, he left what he called a “reading report”:

Who started it? Who is to blame? Who is innocent? Who is the god guy and who is the bad guy? In what position is Francis of Assisi? Who failed: him, the wolf, the shepherds or all of them? Why does the man from Assisi can only conceive making an agreement based on the wolf giving up being what he is?

Even though this happened months ago, the text sparked allegations and discussions that continue to this day. So, I will describe one of them:

It is a kind of meeting or assembly or some sort of roundtable. The best of each house is there: learned specialists in everything, militants and internationalists of all causes except of those in their own geography, spontaneous people with a PhD in social networks (the majority), and one or two who, upon seeing the noise, approached to see whether they were giving away buckets, caps or t-shirts with the name of whatever political party it was. There were quite a few who came near to find out what all the fuss was about.

“You are nothing more than an agent of expansionist and imperial Zionism!,” shouted one.

“And you are just a propagandist of fundamentalist Arab Muslim terrorism!,” responded another, furiously.

There had already been several outbreaks of quarrel, but it had not yet gone beyond a “meet you outside” kind of pushing and shoving.

That point was reached because they were analyzing Rubén Darío’s poem “Los Motivos del Lobo”.

Not everything had been an exchange of adjectives, jabs and bad faces. It started like everything else in those parts: with good manners, forceful phrases, “brief interventions” – which usually lasted half an hour or more –, and a great deal of quotes and footnotes.

Purely male, of course, because the debate was organized by the so-called “Toby’s Hipertextual Club”

“The Wolf is the good guy,” someone said, “because he only killed out of hunger, out of necessity.”

“No,” argued another, “he is evil because he killed sheep, which were the shepherds’ sustenance. And he himself admitted that “sometimes he ate lamb and shepherd.”

And another: “the bad guys are the people from the village, because they didn’t fulfill the agreement.”

One sitting over there: «it’s Assisi’s fault, who gets the agreement by asking the wolf to stop being a wolf, which is questionable, and then doesn’t stay to hold the pact.»

And one sitting over here: “But Assisi points out that human beings are bad by nature.”

They reaffirm themselves on both sides. But it turns out that, if a poll were taken right now, the wolf would have a comfortable double-digit lead over the shepherd village. But a clever maneuver on social networks managed to get the hashtag “killer wolf” to be TT far above #deathtotheshpherds. So, the triumph of the pro-shepherd influencers over the pro-wolf influencers was clear, although only on social networks.

There were some who argued in favor of two States coexisting in the same territory: the Wolf State and the Shepherd State.

And some others for a Plurinational State, with wolves and shepherds, living under the same oppressor, sorry, I meant under the same State. Another responded that this was impossible, given the background of each party.

A man in a suit and tie stands up and asks to speak: “If Ruben (he said this, ignoring the Darío bit), followed the legend of Gubbio, then we can do the same. Let’s continue the poem:

The shepherds, using their legitimate right to defend themselves, attack the wolf. First by destroying his burrow with bombings, and then by entering with tanks and infantry. It seems to me, colleagues, that the end is set: the terrorist and animal violence of the wolf is annihilated and the shepherds can continue their bucolic life, shearing sheep for a powerful transnational corporation that makes clothing for another equally powerful multinational corporation that, in turn , owes an even more powerful international financial institution; which will lead the shepherds to become efficient workers on their own lands – yes, with all the legal labor benefits -, and will elevate that village to first world levels, with modern highways, tall buildings and even a tourist train where Visitors from all over the world will be able to appreciate the ruins of what once were meadows, forests and springs. The annihilation of the wolf will bring peace and prosperity to the region. Sure, some animals will die, no matter the number nor the species, but they are just perfectly forgettable collateral damages. After all, bombs cannot be asked to distinguish between a wolf and a sheep, nor to limit their blast wave so as not to damage birds and trees. Peace will be achieved and no one will miss the wolf.”

Someone else stands up and points out: “But the wolf has international support and inhabited that place in advance. The system cut down trees for pasture fields, and that altered the ecological balance, reducing the number and species of animals that the wolf consumed to live. And it is to be expected that the descendants of the wolf will take fair revenge.”

“Ah, so the wolf also killed other beings. “He’s just like the shepherds,” someone replies.

Thus, they continued, giving as good arguments as those indicated here, full of wit, a wealth of erudition and many bibliographical references.

But the restraint did not last long: it went from wolf and shepherds to the Netanyahu – Hamas war and the discussion escalated until it reached what heads this anecdote, postmortem courtesy of the now deceased SupGaleano.

But at that moment, at the back of the room, a small hand was raised asking to speak. The moderator couldn’t see whose hand it was, so he gave the floor «to the person who is raising his hand back there.»

Everyone turned to look and was about to shout out in scandal and disapproval. It was a girl who was carrying a teddy bear, almost equal to her in size, and she was wearing a white blouse with embroidery and pants with a kitten near her right ankle. Anyways, the classic “outfit” for a birthday party or something like that.

The surprise was such that everyone remained silent and kept their eyes on the girl.

She stood up on the chair, thinking that this way they would hear her better and asked:

“What about the kids?”

The surprise then turned into a condemning murmur: “Which kids? What is this girl talking about? Who the hell let a woman enter this sacred precinct? And worse, she is a girl-woman!”

The girl got down from the chair and, always carrying her teddy bear with clear signs of obesity – the bear, of course -, headed to the exit door saying:

«The kids. That is, the pups of the wolf and the pups of the shepherds. Their little babies, ‘pues’. Who thinks about the kids? Who am I going to talk to? And where are we going to play?”

From the mountains of the Mexican southeast.

Captain Insurgent Marcos.

Mexico, October, 2023.

P.S.- Unconditional freedom for Manuel Gómez Vázquez (taken hostage since 2020 by the state government of Chiapas) and José Díaz Gómez (hostage since last year), indigenous Zapatista bases imprisoned for that reason, for being Zapatistas. Afterwards, don’t ask who sowed what you reap.

P.S.- OTIS Hurricane: Collection center for indigenous peoples in the state of Guerrero: at the address of the “Casa de los pueblos ‘Samir Flores Soberanes’”, located at Av. México-Coyoacán 343, colonia Xoco, Alcaldía Benito Juárez, Ciudad de México, C.P. 03330. Deposits and bank transfers in support of these towns and communities in the account number 0113643034, CLABE 012540001136430347, SWIFT code BCMRMXMMPYM, BBVA bank in Mexico, branch 1769. In the name of: “Ciencia Social al Servicio de los Pueblos Originarios”. Phone number: 5526907936.

IN SUPPORT OF OUR ORIGINARY BROTHERS IN GUERRERO

October 2023

TO THE PEOPLES AND GOVERNMENTS OF MEXICO AND THE WORLD:
TO THE SIXTH NATIONAL AND INTERNATIONAL:
TO THE MEDIA:

With great concern we have seen how Hurricane Otis has hit the coasts of the state of Guerrero with unusual fury, causing the death of dozens of human beings and the destruction of towns and cities. Our brothers and sisters from the Organización Campesina de la Sierra del Sur, in the municipality of Coyuca, state of Guerrero, and members of the Congreso Nacional Indígena (National Indigenous Congress), have informed us of the damage that this hurricane has caused in the indigenous and peasant communities of said state and particularly in the towns of the Costa Grande of said entity.

This hurricane is not an atypical phenomenon, as media and bad governments are saying, it is a direct product of the destruction caused by capitalism, of the increasingly greater damage that large companies and government policies, cause to our Mother Earth. What is atypical is not the hurricane, but rather this violent system that is sustained on wars, pandemics and the stark exploitation and dispossession of millions and millions of human beings and nature.

Faced with these serious events that occurred in Guerrero, we observe the way in which the government of the so-called fourth transformation concentrates its support on the large hoteliers and merchants of the port of Acapulco, while forgetting the thousands of poor families, mainly peasants, who are being affected by Otis.

We know that, as bad governments are used to, they will only mock our suffering, they will take a picture standing over the rubble and profit from the pain of peoples in misfortune, which is why we call on good-hearted men and women, we call out to the collectives of the Sixth National and International and the peoples of Mexico and the world, to show solidarity and to concentrate non-perishable food and medicines in support of the affected indigenous peoples of the state of Guerrero, at the address of the Casa de los Pueblos “Samir Flores Soberanes”, located at Av. México-Coyoacán 343 colonia Xoco, Alcaldía Benito Juárez, Ciudad de México, CP03330, likewise, we call for deposits and bank transfers to be made in support of these towns and communities in the following account Number: 0113643034, CLABE 012540001136430347, SWIFT code BCMRMXMMPYM, of the BBVA bank in Mexico, in the name of: Social Science at the Service of Native Peoples.

MEXICO, OCTOBER 27, 2023

FOR THE INTEGRAL RECONSTITUTION OF OUR PEOPLES
NEVER AGAIN A MEXICO WITHOUT US

NATIONAL INDIGENOUS CONGRESS
ZAPATISTA ARMY OF NATIONAL LIBERATION

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Fuente: Avispa Midia

Por Santiago Navarro F

En la memoria de hombres y mujeres, las de más experiencia, guardan el conocimiento de como relacionarse con las plantas, el agua, la montaña y de como es ser comunidad, qué implica servir a la comunidad. Generación tras generación de forma ritual han transmitido su conocimiento, principalmente, a través de la vía oral. Es así que, entre las entrañas de Sierra Nororiental de Puebla, los pueblos Masewal y Tutunaku decidieron ampliar y conservar la palabra a través de una radio indígena, Radio Tosepan Limakxtum.

Fue en el año 2010 cuando las primeras personas que tomaron la iniciativa debatían cual era la mejor vía, no para levantar la radio, sino para defenderla. “Platicamos entonces que pedir una concesión significaba aceptar la pauta programática de lo que era el IFE (Instituto Federal Electoral). No concesionarnos era correr con el riesgo de ser catalogada como una radio clandestina o pirata”, comparte Bonifacio Iturbide Palomo, colaborador de la radio.

La decisión debía ser llevada a la máxima autoridad de las comunidades, las asambleas. Ahí se decidió que respaldaban la iniciativa. A través del trabajo colectivo (conocido como faena) y cooperaciones económicas, sin permiso del Estado, edificaron la cabina y compraron los equipos necesarios, también se capacitaron. “Fue hasta el mes de septiembre del 2011 que iniciamos nuestra primera transmisión libre. Nuestro tema principal fue el cómo cuidar la madre tierra, nuestra lengua y su importancia, la medicina tradicional y nuestra identidad. La armonía comunitaria que es importante para nosotros como pueblo originario”, cuenta para Avispa Mídia el colaborador de Radio Tosepan.

En el año 2013 en México se implementó una reforma en materia de telecomunicaciones y radiodifusión que suponía el reconocimiento, a través de una concesión, a las radios comunitarias e indígenas. Hasta el día de hoy existen 140 radios comunitarias con concesión y 18 catalogadas como indígenas, según datos de las Naciones Unidas.

La reforma no nació de la nada, sino que devino de la necesidad de concretar lo que se había estipulado a raíz de los llamados Acuerdos de San Andrés, realizados entre el Ejercito Zapatista de Liberación Nacional (EZLN) y el Gobierno Federal, que entre otros puntos estableció en la fracción VI del artículo 2° de la Constitución Política de los Estados Unidos Mexicanos:

(Continuar leyendo…)

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First part:

The Motives of the Wolf
Rubén Darío
Nicaragua

The man with heart of lis,
cherub’s, celestial tongue,
the minimal and sweet Francis of Assisi,
finds himself with a rude and grim animal,
fearful beast, of blood and theft,
furious jaws, evil eyes:
the wolf of Gubbio, the terrible wolf,
rabid, has devastated the land;
has cruelly destroyed all the flocks;
has devoured the lamb, has devoured the shepherds,
deaths and damages he has caused are countless.

Strong hunters armed with irons,
were destroyed. The hard fangs
accounted for the toughest dogs
as if they were goatlings and baa-lambs.

Francis went out:
and searched for the wolf
at his burrow.
Near the cave, he found the enormous beast,
who, upon seeing him, ferociously jumped
at him. Francis, with his sweet voice,
and raising his hand,
told the furious wolf: – Peace, brother
wolf! – The animal
gazed at the man with the rough sackcloth;
let down his surly air,
closed the aggressive open jaws,
and said: –Alright, brother Francis! –
What is this! –exclaimed the saint—. Is it the law that you live
by horror and death?
The blood spilt
by your diabolical snout, the grief and terror
that you spread, the crying
of peasants, the screams, the pain
of so many creatures of Our Lord,
should they not contain your diabolical bitterness?
Do you come from hell?
Have, perhaps, Luzbel or Belial,
instilled you with their eternal resentment?
And the great wolf, humbly: Winter is hard,
and hunger is horrible! In the frozen forest
I found nothing to eat; so, I searched for cattle,
and sometimes ate cattle and shepherd.
The blood? I saw more than one hunter
on his horse, carrying a goshawk
on his fist; or running behind the wild boar,
the bear or the deer; and I saw more than one
get stained in blood, hurt, torture,
from the hoarse trunks to the deaf clamor,
the animals of Our Lord.
And it was not due to hunger that they were hunting.

Francis answers: There is bad yeast in man.
When he is born, he comes with sin. It is sad.
But the simple soul of the beast is pure.
You will have,
from this day onward, something to eat.
You will leave in peace
herds and people in this country.
May God mellow your wild being!
Alright, brother Francis.

Before the Lord, who binds all and unties all,
in faith of promise, give me your paw.

The wolf gave his paw to the brother
of Assisi, who in return gave his hand.
They walked to the village. People saw,
and what they saw, they almost could not believe.
Behind the religious man went the fierce wolf,
and, with a low head and still, it followed him,
as a house dog, or a lamb.

Francis called the people to the square,
and there he preached.
And said: Here is an amiable hunt.
Brother wolf comes with me;
he swore to me not to be your foe,
and not to repeat its bloody attack.
You, in exchange, will feed
this poor creature of God. Amen!
Answered the people form the whole village.
And then, as a sign
of contentment,
the good animal moved head and tail,
and entered the convent with Francis of Assisi.

For some time, the wolf remained quiet
in the holy asylum.
His large ears listened to the psalms
and his light eyes became moist.
It learned a thousand talents and played a thousand games
When he went to the kitchen with the laymen.
And when Francis prayed,
the wolf, the poor sandals, caressed.
He went out to the street,
he went to the hill, came down to the valley,
came into the houses, and was given
some food. They saw him as a gentle greyhound.
One day, Francis went away. And the sweet wolf,
the meek and good wolf, the honest wolf,
disappeared, went back to the mountain,
and his howling and fury began again.
Again, there was fear, there was alarm,
among neighbors and shepherds;
filled the surroundings with fear,
courage and arms were no good,
for the fierce beast,
never gave truce to his fury,
as if he had
the fires of Moloch and Satan.

When the divine saint came back to the village,
all came to him with complaints and tears,
and with a thousand wails they gave testimony,
of what they suffered and lost
by that infamous demon wolf.

Francis of Assisi went grave.
He went to the mountain
To look for the false butcher wolf.
And found the vermin by his cave.
In the name of the father of the holy universe,
I conjure you – he said –, Oh wicked wolf!,
to answer to me: why have you gone back to evil?
Answer. I hear you.
As in a deaf struggle the animal spoke,
the foaming mouth and the fatal eye:
– Brother Francis, do not come too near…
I was quiet there in the convent;
I visited the village,
and if they gave me something, I was happy,
and ate meekly.
But I started to see that in all of the houses
there was envy, anger and rage,
and in every face burnt fathoms
of hatred, lust, infamy and lies.
Brothers made war to brothers,
the weak lost, the evil won,
female and male were like dogs and bitches,
and then came the day when they all hit me with sticks.
They saw me humble, I licked their hands
and feet. I followed your sacred laws,
all creatures were my siblings:
brother men, brother oxen,
sister stars and brother worms.
And thus, they hit me and threw me out.
And their laughter was like boiling water,
and the beast revived within my gut,
and I suddenly felt a bad wolf again;
but always better than those bad people.
And restarted to fight here,
to defend myself and to feed myself.
As the bear does, as the wild boar does,
that in order to live they have to kill.
Leave me in the mountain, leave me in the crag,
let me be at my liberty,
go back to your convent, brother Francis,
go back to your way and sanctity.

The holy man from Assisi said nothing.
Looked at the wolf with a profound gaze,
and parted with tears and heartbroken,
and spoke to the eternal God with his heart.
The wind from the forest carried his prayer,
which said: Our father who art in Heaven…

December 1913

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Fuente: Avispa Midia

EZLN retoma discurso de 2009. Hace casi 15 años, en nuestra palabra se advirtió la pesadilla. Fue en un semillero y fue por la voz del finado SupMarcos que hablamos. Va: https://enlacezapatista.ezln.org.mx/2… Más en https://avispa.org/inicio/

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Ejido Tila, Chiapas, México; a 17 de octubre de 2023

A los medios nacional e internacional no gubernamental
A las organizaciones nacional e internacional no gubernamental
Al centro de derechos humanos no gubernamental
Al congreso nacional indígena
Al consejo indígena de gobierno
A los pueblos que luchan por la tierra y el territorio
A los pueblos originarios en defensa de la madre tierra

De parte del ejido tila reciban un cordial saludo, a todos y a todas las y los hermanos en resistencia por la madre tierra.

En el ejido de tila se vive una tensa situación, a manos de grupos criminales, el pasado viernes 13 de octubre del presente año aproximadamente a la 7:30 de la noche a quemarropa mataron a dos jóvenes de nombre Juan Carlos Jiménez Jiménez de 19 años de edad y Oscar Pérez Pérez de 17 años hijos de ejidatarios de la comunidad de sañoja a mano de la delincuencia organizada, aliados a los pobladores quienes el 11 de septiembre de 2020 tiraron el portón para infiltrar negocios clandestinos como la venta de droga, alcohol y tráfico de armas que comanda Francisco Arturo Sánchez Martínez, Rodrigo Martínez Parcero, doctora Adelaida cruz de Santis Martínez Parcero y su grupo conformado por Juan López López, Rosalino Martínez Santiago, Marco Antonio Sánchez Martínez, Andrés García Martínez, Vicente Gómez López los trompudos, Eugenio Ramírez Jiménez, Alfredo Pérez López, Reynaldo Ramírez Martínez, Darío cordero y la profesora Cecilia Vázquez López entre otros, grupo que ya fueron denunciados ante la fiscalía del estado por varios delitos, dentro de ellos por violación de la sentencia de amparo donde crearon un panteón clandestino en complicidad, han solapado a Rodrigo Martínez Parcero y la doctora Adelaida Martínez Parcero por ser trabajadores de la secretaria de salud de igual forma la doctora Adelaida Martínez Parcero es plurinominal del ayuntamiento municipal.

El pasado sábado 14 de octubre aproximadamente a las 11:10 de la mañana ejecutaron a dos jóvenes dedicados a la venta clandestina de droga de nombre José Gutiérrez Ramírez de 30 años de edad y el joven José Nazario Vázquez Jiménez ese mismo día a las 8:30 de la noche, el C. Rodrigo Martínez Parcero hizo detonaciones de arma de grueso calibre en su domicilio para intimidar a los compañeros ejidatarios, con la finalidad de seguir su política en contra de los compañeros.

También circula en las redes sociales la voz del mismo contador Rodrigo haciendo mención que forma parte del cartel Jalisco nueva generación, mientras Eugenio Ramírez Jiménez menciona por radio de comunicación con integrantes del supuesto comisariado legal Eduardo Gutiérrez Martínez que forman parte del cartel de Sinaloa, lo cual confirma que ya tienen a dos sicarios de Sinaloa dentro del poblado del ejido tila Chiapas y ya tiene checando domicilio dentro del casco poblacional y que en bolsa tendrán que salir algunos compañeros como paso en el año 1994.

Y este lunes 16 de octubre se encuentra ejecutado con arma de grueso calibre al joven Daniel Jiménez López de 26 años de edad tirado en la carretera a la altura del crucero que comunica la comunidad de carrizal y mariscal esto con la intensión de que el comisariado ejidal Lorenzo Jiménez Ramírez llegue hacer el levantamiento le hagan una emboscada ya que es la autoridad que fue nombrado por la asamblea general de ejidatarios por mayoría.

Esto ha estado suscitando por la injusticia de los 5 responsables del gobierno del estado de Chiapas, tal como lo menciona la inejecución de sentencia 1302/2010 que ya fue discutido en la suprema corte de justicia de la nación el pasado 12 de septiembre de 2018. Lo cual la justicia de la unión da protección al ejido tila, al saber que el amparo promovido por el ejido salió a favor nombran Eduardo Gutiérrez Martínez bajo falsificación de firmas de compañeros ejidatarios y de finados para que le sea certificado su nombramiento ante el RAN en el periodo 2015 a 2018 y con la misma falsificación de firmas y huellas de los compañeros ejidatarios el RAN le otorga el nombramiento a Miguel Vázquez Gutiérrez en el periodo 2018-2021 para que ellos hagan negociación del amparo al saber la asamblea que tenían el nombramiento se inició un proceso ante el tribunal unitario agrario número 54 de Comitán por la inconformidad de los asambleístas ya que estas dos personas fueron nombradas por pobladores y en casa particular ya que estas dos personas no son asambleístas y Eduardo Gutiérrez Martínez se vuelve a reelegir como comisariado en este periodo 2021 a 2024 cuando el comisariado nombrado por la asamblea es Lorenzo Jiménez Ramírez.

Al saber que el ejido gana el amparo un grupo de pobladores ya antes mencionado tiran el portón de seguridad hecho por los ejidatarios y causan bloqueo afectando vía terrestre derivado de varias denuncias de los transeúntes el comisariado ejidal en ese periodo toma la decisión con la asamblea de desalojar el grupo de pobladores que estaban afectando, lo cual al llegar fueron recibidos a balazos con armas de fuego dejando varios heridos y muertos desde esa fecha se ha venido agudizando las persecuciones y han matado a varios compañeros a manos de los dirigentes e integrantes de pobladores y avecinados que son hijos del grupo paramilitar que operaron en la zona baja de tila.

Al ver que esta situación los ejidatarios tomaron la decisión de cercar el ingreso dentro del ejido tila hasta que se haga justica a los ejidatarios de tila y se ejecute la sentencia del amparo que bajo la corrupción del ayuntamiento municipal ha causado un conflicto y ha contratado la delincuencia organizada para seguir intimidando nuestro territorio ejidal bajo la complicidad de los 5 responsables del gobierno.

Nunca más un México sin nosotros

Atentamente

Tierra y libertad Ejido tila

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