(en) Mexico, Chronicle Caravan Libertarian in support of peoples and autonomous processes of the Isthmus. (ca)

Day 1 ---- The libertarian caravan in solidarity with the peoples and autonomous processes 
of the Isthmus left the city of Oaxaca yesterday January 15 at night to the community of 
Ixhuat?n; The convoy of two buses with individuals, groups and organizations laden food 
was followed from its output by subjects who were taking photos vegan caravanerxs, later 
the police presence is high. ---- In the morning they arrived at school "Jos? Mart?" where 
participants heard the story from the foundation to the present school, the political work 
they do and harassment this to involved teachers and students by the municipal government. 
---- In this school, ellxs defined themselves as Community School, the official curricula 
is mixed with imparting knowledge to the people generated; is why academic training 
workshops are added arising from concerns and doubts of vegan students.

These doubts are those that have alerted vegan students mega projects that affect the 
community Ixhuat?n and lie mainly in the installation of wind farms and the presence of a 
mine near Chimalpas causing pollution of the river crossing in the community. A pressure 
companies to settle in communities have joined the local deputy Maria Luisa Matus and Rep 
Samuel Gurri?n who have served as vegan representing the interests of wind companies 
seeking to divest land to communities region.

This has led to information generated vegan students and teachers to spend on political 
action, ranging from the spread in neighboring communities to protest against authorities, 
which have resulted in accusations educational institutions that govern upper secondary 
education even threats death and kidnapped members of the project.

After breakfast they shared alumnxs high school, start the workshops were given by vegan 
caravanistas where lxs over 100 students were divided to take any of them among those who 
had workshop documentation, video and radio, theater, stencil and screen printing, ecology 
and waste management, etc.

In the afternoon we held a political and cultural activity in the neighborhood Ostuta to

submit to the caravan and the work performed by different groups that comprise, in 
addition to the presentation of fellow clown, who made a nice afternoon who gathered 
there. Some videos of anarchist organization were also in the Federal District, the 
activity ended with a concert of libertarian trova, while a few meters workshop drawing 
and painting with ni?xs neighborhood, taught by comrades of was done TELL collective, 
state of Mexico and inverted crater.

During these activities could feel the gratitude and solidarity with the caravan, with 
smiles, talks and a coffee invitation by vecinxs vegan.

Day 2

The libertarian caravan in solidarity with the peoples and autonomous processes Isthmus 
Ixhuatan departed for San Dionisio del Mar, community Ikootj in resistance against 
renewable Mare?a project that tries to place wind turbines in the area.

During the journey vegan caravan participants were testigxs of thousands of helices 
arranged in various fields in the region for energy companies belonging to the Spanish State.

Already in San Dionisio del Mar vegan caravanistas were recibidxs youth, ni?xs, women and 
men of the community on what are the facilities of the council who have taken almost 3 
years ago (January 29, 2012) which are the same that have in resistance against Mare?a 
renewable project plans at the bar of Santa Teresa and San Dionisio which is one of its 
two inputs.

After a warm welcome the caravan set off one of the places where the Mexican state has 
planned another project in the community, which involves the construction of a hotel, 
which lxs residents also oppose; The other point that was visited was "lighthouse" place 
where the sea and the lagoon in which fishermen work come together.

The visit to "The Lighthouse" was to see the island where interest is San Francisco Pueblo 
Viejo, where people start the territory of the bar of Santa Teresa and which began in June 
2011, the negative social and organizational projects wind that are planned in the area.

That a member of the community assembly shared the love that you have ellxs sea, since for 
many years been given to eat and live. That is why they are dispuestxs to defend it to the 
end, as they are now aware of the destruction they cause the implementation of these 
projects in the area.

Back to City Hall, which is taken, the experiences of struggle of communities of members 
of the caravan with vegan settlers were shared, there was talk of anarchist ideal of 
autonomy and self-management as stencil workshops, seeds and compost were made , mushroom 
and drawing and painting ni?xs to close with clown show.

Subsequently videos were projected resistance elsewhere as in the Italian Alps and Cheran 
Michoacan, which served to residents animadxs vegan feel to continue their struggle to 
learn that are not vegan unicxs resisting to the projects that governments sell them 
"developing" to their communities.

Late members night of the assembly narrated the experience of their struggle vegan 
caravanistas, how was the organizational and diffusion process so that we can cope with 
the mega project, the development of resistance and methods of action against the 
onslaught of big transnationals with huge sums of money to buy consciences and constant 
harassment from government forces and paramilitaries.

At the end they invited vegan present to attend the January 29 ellxs to celebrate the 
third anniversary of the seizure of City Hall by the community assembly.? ? ? ? ? ? ?

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Health comrades!

With a strong emotion celebrate the realization of this project agitprop written entitled 
"The Libertarian wind" newspaper that was founded with the intention of supporting and 
strengthening community processes in struggle and resistance of the Isthmus of Tehuantepec 
and the autonomous efforts to Oaxaca state and national level.

This newspaper is born through autonomous and self-managed efforts of different supportive 
colleagues who converge in the fight against the state-capital and revindicamos autonomy, 
freedom and liberation struggle. We extend our love and gratitude to colleagues who made 
this second edition printed in 2000 copies, because without mutual support of them could 
not be done, we are part of a collective whole and behave collectively, always 
strengthening our networks through the result and solidarity. Do not beg anyone nor will I 
ever do, autonomy goes hand in hand with everyday work and honest efforts.

We express our solidarity with the comrades of the community assembly of Alvaro Obregon 
and the assembly of San Dionisio del Mar who are going through difficult times in this 
process refractory fight, hand tell them they are not alone, we will be with anarchists 
you closely defending the autonomy and self-determination, here, there or wherever we are.

We extend our solidarity also with fellow "circle in defense of Cholula" and 
co-Chalchihuapan Puebla, with fellow Yaquis in Sonora, with the enthusiasts for San 
Bartolo Ameyalco, with Popolucas southern Veracruz, With family 43 normalistas missing 
Ayotzinapa and all those who position themselves against megaprojects of savage capitalism 
and claim self-determination.

In good time comrades, autonomous projects will strengthen and multiply, that the struggle 
is here and now, because we have a new world in the heart and the world grows every moment.

Autonomous Cooperative Autogestiva And Collective "MUD" Black

Anarchist Black Cross Mexico

With the Rebellion defend the autonomy!

Peace between peoples, live Anarchy!

Unruly Oaxaca

Winter combative damn capitalist century

Mexico 2014

Read vientolibertario2

Invitation to Caravan Libertarian in support of peoples and autonomous processes of the 
Isthmus.

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For the autonomous, horizontal and anarchist struggle and invitation to caravan to the 
isthmus.
December 31, 2014of vientolibertario

A self-employed and libertarian efforts.

A l @ s family of missing Ayotzinapa.

A free and community media.

And a tod @ s @ s that carry a new world in the heart.

Rabies accumulated in rough hearts of southern territory controlled by the Mexican state 
has managed to transcend through an organizational process of horizontality as a 
lifestyle. Self-determination has become indispensable in daily life of the people who 
have managed to shout to the 4 winds injustices for dominance and power; from Zapotec 
indigenous rebellions, through the short period of general Charis autonomous process until 
the struggles for the defense of the land, territory, territory and autonomy that right 
now are stronger and more alive than ever.

In Oaxaca the struggle for autonomy has been latent, expressing the resistance of peoples 
and communities of the Isthmus region where converge binizaa and Ikoots. For more than 
three years ago the mega project seeking to implement in these lands, consisting of the 
installation of wind farms in the bar of Santa Teresa, was the trigger for conflict from 
escalating and widespread repression.

Gui'Xhi' Ro'- Alvaro Obregon is one of the communities that have rejected the imposition 
of the wind project. It is also one of the entrances to the bar of Santa Teresa, where the 
capitalist firm ground Mare?a Renewable tries to penetrate to impose wind. From this 
conflict the community has managed to transcend resistance organization.

Alvaro Obregon struggle began over two years ago with the strike pay electricity by high 
electricity rates, gaining strength in the conflict against the wind. At this time they 
managed to expel the company Mare?a Renewable withstand a confrontation over 500 members 
of the state police that came with the intention of taking the barricade remained in the 
former estate of General Charis to allow free access the company, after this event came 
the need for self-defense, thus creating community policing Binni Guiapa Guidxi on 9 
February 2013. As a next step the rejection of the party system and election boycott July 
2013. As a result of This struggle has led to the creation of community council, the 
council of elders, and the maximum decision-making body is the general assembly. The 
municipal agency is under the control of the community assembly and so far has been a 
bastion for the autonomy process.

It is in this context that we as a collective and anarchist individuals we have joined 
this process.

Anarchism has journeyed from the hand of the people through historical processes and 
indigenous upheavals. We are close to these struggles in many ways, and there are several 
similarities that unite us ways of relating based on mutual support expressed in the 
tequio, hand back the gueza, etc., in the horizontal reflected by having Assembly as the 
highest expression of order (no mayoriteo, or political agandalles, no leadership, no 
double standards, no victimization or capitalization of tragedies, but mostly without 
intending dynamic imposed on others), where the voices and the comrades are heard, valued 
and respected for solving (no union, no personal let alone political platforms), but 
mostly we join the approaches of an anti-capitalist life with regional projections without 
state common conflict in a relationship more harmonious with nature.

We as libertarian collectives think that many people living essences and materialize in 
the daily actions are really essential to community life. That's why theories have been 
exceeded in the antagonistic practices that have tried to hand out to the neighborhoods, 
villages, schools and the street itself.

Nosotrxs as anarchist collectives vindicate us as a group to support and strengthen the 
autonomy process that currently are carrying out the comrades of Ghi'Xhi'Ro'-Alvaro Oregon 
and San Dionisio del Mar, because we have walked hand in hand, because of hand have fought 
and defended, because of the hand have learned to build together another path on the ruins 
of the electoral system, moving from a process of integration into the community assembly 
to the process with the community police and council of elders.

We denounce

The path of autonomy costs, has not been easy withstand attacks that increasingly 
intensifies, beginning with the intent to deprive the people of the territory, the 
confrontation with the state police, until the internal battle with the opposing group to 
the assembly, led by Jorge Alonso paid agent serving the mayor of Juchitan Saul Vicente.

The incongruity of the fake left, which once supported the community, the illusionist 
methods mediocrity "fight" involving a vicious circle driving, hauling, rally, picket, 
dialogue and mediation, have served to strengthen speech state, accusing the comrades in 
struggle "violent", "wild" and "closed" for refusing to negotiate and mediate with the 
state. The same argument is with which the "PRI" hegemonic 82 defamed and reviled the 
nascent COCEI. The defendants are the inquisitors yesterday today. At the national level 
the picture is repeated and can see as companions and hooded anarchists accused of 
"infiltrators" "to be part of groups serving the state" and other crap wandering already 
well covered Zapatista compas in its statement " Ayotzinapa, hysteria method of analysis 
and guide to action ".

We see that this negotiating, conciliatory and reformist left has led the fight to wear 
this juncture; unscrupulous reformist organizations have capitalized tragedy, selling and 
playing with pain and anger of comrades and relatives of the disappeared. These strategies 
in all its facets have served and continue to serve to help strengthen the state structure.

It seems incredible that 43 reasons have not been sufficient to channel the anger against 
our true enemy, and that civil society has so easily distracted and passive progressive 
moral imposed by the media blitz about the anarchist direct action and hood which for us 
is a form of security and fighting. It is deplorable that 43 reasons have not been enough 
to stop the CNTE beg to state, reaffirming that their servile position of appeasement, 
being the strongest esquirol arm with the state-capital through Section 22.

However, we embrace and we joined the intrinsic rage of the people who have been known to 
express through diversification of control methods, from a state of defense to the active 
and direct solidarity.

For us, autonomy, solidarity and mutual support beyond the border limits imposed by 
states, the offensive moves and fight processes are strengthened networks worldwide, from 
peers in Greece vindicating the neighborhood autonomy and supporting Exarchia anarchists 
prisoners, to defend the land and territorito in France with the unfortunate death of our 
colleague R?mi Fraisse, with pandora operation and the attack on the autonomous and 
anarchist processes in the Spanish State or the latest attack against the community 
Ghi'Xhi'Ro'-autonomous ?lvaro Obreg?n by paramilitaries in the service of Jorge Alonso and 
state police, when the next alert is declared by the Community Assembly:

"Jorge Alonso group Santiago and police patrol attacked Juchitan firearm to community 
policing patrol and peers who were in it, and sparking a climate of tension and providing 
a pretext" alleged theft " to the threat of state and federal police "entry that is 
wagered for hours at the entrance of the community and what has left us standing guard.

Days before the assembly of the community of San Dionisio del Mar which is in a process of 
building autonomy was attacked by more than 500 police elements so that they could carry 
out elections for mayor, same as the assembly had boycotted more once, keeping under siege 
for more than three days the community.

Invitation to the caravan

Following these events and consequently our solidarity actions of strengthen each other 
between communities in conflict and autonomous and libertarian processes we decided to 
take a libertarian caravan for the second week of January 2015 to back up, share and 
coordinate between efforts freelancers who become invaluable and they move with strength 
and firmness thanks to modes originating in understanding life in community.

A multiply autonomous and libertarian efforts!

No comrade presx this solx, no people fighting alone, strengthen solidarity networks!

For the self-coordination of the people!

With the rebellion defend the autonomy!

Peace between peoples, live anarchy!

From the militant and insurgent Isthmus

Groups:

CLAY Black

Anarchist Black Cross of Mexico

Block Autonomous Revolutionary Consciousness

Social Center and Library libertarian "Errico Malatesta"

Ungovernable Oaxaca December 21st century of bloody capitalist

(en) MEXICO, SOLIDARIDAD proletarian #15 In view of the murders, disappearances and arrests ... Sort the rebellious and combative fight! (ca, pt)

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A new wave of repression spread throughout the country in recent months against those who 
oppose and those partially or fully the measures of national and municipal governments. 
---- The arrival in 2012 of Pe?a Nieto to power continued militarization of politics and 
spoil the past governments had maintained. The application of so-called Structural Reforms 
attacked economically and socially million workers, peasants, students, indigenous, etc. 
---- The looting became widespread and extends across the country. The Energy Reform 
called legalized and deepened the practices of spoil and prey of holding the mining 
companies, extraction, etc. Derived addition, dozens of indigenous and peasant communities 
are targets of predatory attacks on foreign and domestic capitalists. Old projects are 
desengavetados to now be applied by force, as in Atenco.

With the excuse of the "war against drug trafficking," the cities and fields is 
militarized. Never in the history of the country there are so many "security officers" 
while indiscriminate violence persists in the country and under it hides the attack / 
opponents of the regime.

The case Ayotzinapa

On September 26 municipal officers of the city of Iguala, Guerrero state, opened fire on 
several occasions against bus students of the Rural Normal School of Ayotzinapa "Raul 
Isidro Burgos" killing students, passersby and even members of a sports team traveling in 
another bus.

After the cunning attack, police detained and disappeared with 43 young normalistas. By 
the time of writing this journal, found several mass graves in the area but were not 
confirmed the identity of the dead or the whereabouts of the missing.

By statements of students who were able to escape, it is known that normalistas were taken 
to the premises of the municipal police and since have disappeared. I mean, the authorship 
of the municipal government is beyond doubt.

The knowledge of the fact by state military and police, despite not having been proven, it 
is a secret spoken near military installations to the places of the first ambushes and the 
presence of state holds also in the area of the vicinity.

Protesters burn portrait of the governor of Guerrero, Angel Rivero Aguirrer.

Drug trafficking, political parties and the State

From the date of this terrible fact, government spokesmen through the mass media has 
insisted that the facts were perpetrated by hired assassins of drug cartels, and has tried 
to dissociate the state, in its three levels of government, responsibility in this fact.

When you demonstrate to light the full participation of the municipal police, both the 
state government and the federation showed all forces accusing the mayor.

Now, as we have said, the knowledge - at least - the state and federal government are more 
likely, as this is not the first time that goes against social activists and grassroots 
organizations in Guerrero under this government, nor by the government of Pe?a Nieto.

The insistence of the media to separate the government's drug trade is a fallacy. We all 
know in Mexico for many years that it is impossible to separate these two structures 
because they form one. Cartels take and lay employees, and governments receive money and 
protect a cartel over others. So in other previous issues of this newspaper we stated 
"there is a war against narco, there is a war BETWEEN narcos."

The PRD: reformist and murderer

It is no coincidence that most of tens years of repression has taken place in a state 
governed by the "left". This left domesticated, gandalla to-PRI (para-ruling) was 
developed from 1988 to the current date into a grotesque caricature of the classic pri?smo.

Since the suppression of the strike CGH at UNAM, homicides unsolved Digna and Pavel, 
through the anti-anarchist prisons in Mexico DF, one after the other the PRD government 
demonstrated its sadism, its corruption and its anti-popular character.

There in Guerrero in recent years a violent escalation against the people and their 
organizations, climbing to warn these pages, where farmers, environmentalists, teachers, 
normalistas, indigenous, guerrillas, etc. fell by the bullets of the government 
"progressive" PRD.

Today the PRD in people's governor and the mayor of Iguala finally managed his goal: write 
a sadistic page in history equal to that of their parents and teachers PRI. Let there be 
no mistake, the PRD is the one responsible in the act.

The open war against the people and their organizations

This brutal blow unprecedented known in the country, as a forced disappearance and 
collective and at once. The most similar case in the recent history of the country are the 
massacres of October 2, 1968 and the Acteal massacre in 1997, that is, in macabre numbers 
is "bigger" - quantitatively speaking, since all are equally reprehensible - other 
atrocities by the Mexican State as the killing of the forest, del pond, blancas waters, etc.

Today there is in the country a clear open war between those who are imposing an elitist 
system and spoiler, and those who are against these measures opposing from their 
communities, neighborhoods, schools and workplaces. And Ayotzinapa is a demonstration of 
this, a demonstration that in the view jumps and calls us to take our side in this conflict.

The Iguala killing shows how far are willing to get the governments and businesses to 
further impose its model of plunder and overexploitation.

The opposition can not be restricted to statements and marches. It is urgent to develop 
the broadest solidarity between sectors in struggle and take action beyond routine 
protests. The blockade, barricades, self-defense, sabotage, the occupation authorities and 
the media, etc. is the only way to face the blows from above. We have to drive a combative 
and class national movement, bringing together the different forces in struggle and 
radicalize the struggles nationally.

No more turning the other cheek!

By the appearance of the missing!

Justice will be won on the streets!

For our dead, for our prisoners!

Return blow for blow to the government and the rich!

***

This text was taken from newspaper SOLIDARIDAD proletarian No. 15. To read the full CLICK 
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(en) Mexico, Ciapas, La Realidad - BETWEEN LIGHT AND SHADOW - The end of Subcomandante Marcos

Compa?era, compa?eroa, compa?ero: ----

Good evening, afternoon, or morning, whichever it may be in your geography, time, and way 
of being. ---- Good very early morning. ---- I would like to ask the compa?eras, 
compa?eros and compa?eroas of the Sixth who came from other places, especially the 
compa?eros from the independent media, for your patience, tolerance, and understanding for 
what I am about to say, because these will be the final words that I speak in public 
before I cease to exist. ---- I am speaking to you and to those who listen to and look at 
us through you. ---- Perhaps at the start, or as these words unfold, the sensation will 
grow in your heart that something is out of place, that something doesn?t quite fit, as if 
you were missing one or various pieces that would help make sense of the puzzle that is 
about to be revealed to you. As if indeed what is missing is still pending.

Maybe later ? days, weeks, months, years or decades later ? what we are about to say will 
be understood.

My compa?eras and compa?eros at all levels of the EZLN do not worry me, because this is 
indeed our way here: to walk and to struggle, always knowing that what is missing is yet 
to come.

What?s more, and without meaning to offend anyone, the intelligence of the Zapatista 
compas is way above average.

In addition, it pleases and fills us with pride that this collective decision will be made 
known in front of compa?eras, compa?eros and compa?eroas, both of the EZLN and of the Sixth.

And how wonderful that it will be through the free, alternative, and independent media 
that this archipelago of pain, rage, and dignified struggle ? what we call ?the Sixth? ? 
will hear what I am about to say, wherever they may be.

If anyone else is interested in knowing what happened today, they will have to go to the 
independent media to find out.

So, here we go. Welcome to the Zapatista reality (La Realidad).



I. A difficult decision.

When we erupted and interrupted in 1994 with blood and fire, it was not the beginning of 
war for us as Zapatistas.

The war from above, with its death and destruction, its dispossession and humiliation, its 
exploitation and the silence it imposed on the defeated, we had been enduring for centuries.

What began for us in 1994 is one of many moments of war by those below against those 
above, against their world.

This war of resistance is fought day in and day out in the streets of any corner of the 
five continents, in their countrysides and in their mountains.

It was and is ours, as it is of many from below, a war for humanity and against neoliberalism.

Against death, we demand life.

Against silence, we demand the word and respect.

Against oblivion, memory.

Against humiliation and contempt, dignity.

Against oppression, rebellion.

Against slavery, freedom.

Against imposition, democracy.

Against crime, justice.

Who with the least bit of humanity in their veins would or could question these demands?

And many listened to us then.

The war we waged gave us the privilege of arriving to attentive and generous ears and 
hearts in geographies near and far.

Even lacking what was then lacking, and as of yet missing what is yet to come, we managed 
to attain the other?s gaze, their ear, and their heart.

It was then that we saw the need to respond to a critical question.

?What next??

In the gloomy calculations on the eve of war there hadn?t been any possibility of posing 
any question whatsoever. And so this question brought us to others:

Should we prepare those who come after us for the path of death?

Should we develop more and better soldiers?

Invest our efforts in improving our battered war machine?

Simulate dialogues and a disposition toward peace while preparing new attacks?

Kill or die as the only destiny?

Or should we reconstruct the path of life, that which those from above had broken and 
continue breaking?

The path that belongs not only to indigenous people, but to workers, students, teachers, 
youth, peasants, along with all of those differences that are celebrated above and 
persecuted and punished below.

Should we have adorned with our blood the path that others have charted to Power, or 
should we have turned our heart and gaze toward who we are, toward those who are what we 
are ? that is, the indigenous people, guardians of the earth and of memory?

Nobody listened then, but in the first babblings that were our words we made note that our 
dilemma was not between negotiating and fighting, but between dying and living.

Whoever noticed then that this early dilemma was not an individual one would have perhaps 
better understood what has occurred in the Zapatista reality over the last 20 years.

But I was telling you that we came across this question and this dilemma.

And we chose.

And rather than dedicating ourselves to training guerrillas, soldiers, and squadrons, we 
developed education and health promoters, who went about building the foundations of 
autonomy that today amaze the world.

Instead of constructing barracks, improving our weapons, and building walls and trenches, 
we built schools, hospitals and health centers; improving our living conditions.

Instead of fighting for a place in the Parthenon of individualized deaths of those from 
below, we chose to construct life.

All this in the midst of a war that was no less lethal because it was silent.

Because, compas, it is one thing to yell, ?You Are Not Alone,? and another to face an 
armored column of federal troops with only one?s body, which is what happened in the 
Highlands Zone of Chiapas. And then if you are lucky someone finds out about it, and with 
a little more luck the person who finds out is outraged, and then with another bit of luck 
the outraged person does something about it.

In the meantime, the tanks are held back by Zapatista women, and in the absence of 
ammunition, insults and stones would force the serpent of steel to retreat.

And in the Northern Zone of Chiapas, to endure the birth and development of the guardias 
blancas [armed thugs traditionally hired by landowners] who would then be recycled as 
paramilitaries; and in the Tzotz Choj Zone, the continual aggression of peasant 
organizations who have no sign of being ?independent? even in name; and in the Selva 
Tzeltal zone, the combination of the paramilitaries and contras [anti-zapatistas].

It is one thing to say, ?We Are All Marcos? or ?We Are Not All Marcos,? depending on the 
situation, and quite another to endure persecution with all of the machinery of war: the 
invasion of communities, the ?combing? of the mountains, the use of trained attack dogs, 
the whirling blades of armed helicopters destroying the crests of the ceiba trees, the 
?Wanted: Dead or Alive? that was born in the first days of January 1994 and reached its 
most hysterical level in 1995 and in the remaining years of the administration of that 
now-employee of a multinational corporation, which this Selva Fronteriza zone suffered as 
of 1995 and to which must be added the same sequence of aggressions from peasant 
organizations, the use of paramilitaries, militarization, and harassment.

If there exists a myth today in any of this, it is not the ski mask, but the lie that has 
been repeated from those days onward, and even taken up by highly educated people, that 
the war against the Zapatistas lasted only 12 days.

I will not provide a detailed retelling. Someone with a bit of critical spirit and 
seriousness can reconstruct the history, and add and subtract to reach the bottom line, 
and then say if there are and ever were more reporters than police and soldiers; if there 
was more flattery than threats and insults, if the price advertised was to see the ski 
mask or to capture him ?dead or alive.?

Under these conditions, at times with only our own strength and at other times with the 
generous and unconditional support of good people across the world, we moved forward in 
the construction ? still incomplete, true, but nevertheless defined ? of what we are.

So it isn?t just an expression, a fortunate or unfortunate one depending on whether you 
see from above or from below, to say, ?Here we are, the dead of always, dying again, but 
this time in order to live.? It is reality.

And almost 20 years later?

On December 21, 2012, when the political and the esoteric coincided, as they have at other 
times in preaching catastrophes that are meant, as they always are, for those from below, 
we repeated the sleight of hand of January of ?94 and, without firing a single shot, 
without arms, with only our silence, we once again humbled the arrogant pride of the 
cities that are the cradle and hotbed of racism and contempt.

If on January 1, 1994, it was thousands of faceless men and women who attacked and 
defeated the garrisons that protected the cities, on December 21, 2012, it was tens of 
thousands who took, without words, those buildings where they celebrated our disappearance.

The mere indisputable fact that the EZLN had not only not been weakened, much less 
disappeared, but rather had grown quantitatively and qualitatively would have been enough 
for any moderately intelligent mind to understand that, in these 20 years, something had 
changed within the EZLN and the communities.

Perhaps more than a few people think that we made the wrong choice; that an army cannot 
and should not endeavor toward peace.

We made that choice for many reasons, it?s true, but the primary one was and is because 
this is the way that we [as an army] could ultimately disappear.

Maybe it?s true. Maybe we were wrong in choosing to cultivate life instead of worshipping 
death.

But we made the choice without listening to those on the outside. Without listening to 
those who always demand and insist on a fight to the death, as long as others will be the 
ones to do the dying.

We made the choice while looking and listening inward, as the collective Vot?n that we are.

We chose rebellion, that is to say, life.

That is not to say that we didn?t know that the war from above would try and would keep 
trying to re-assert its domination over us.

We knew and we know that we would have to repeatedly defend what we are and how we are.

We knew and we know that there will continue to be death in order for there to be life.

We knew and we know that in order to live, we die.



II. A failure?

They say out there that we haven?t achieved anything for ourselves.

It never ceases to surprise us that they hold on to this position with such self-assurance.

They think that the sons and daughters of the comandantes and comandantas should be 
enjoying trips abroad, studying in private schools, and achieving high posts in business 
or political realms. That instead of working the land and producing their food with sweat 
and determination, they should shine in social networks, amuse themselves in clubs, show 
off in luxury.

Maybe the subcomandantes should procreate and pass their jobs, perks, and stages onto 
their children, as politicians from across the spectrum do.

Maybe we should, like the leaders of the CIOAC-H and other peasant organizations do, 
receive privileges and payment in the form of projects and monetary resources, keeping the 
largest part for ourselves while leaving the bases [of support] with only a few crumbs, in 
exchange for following the criminal orders that come from above.

Well it?s true, we haven?t achieved any of this for ourselves.

While difficult to believe, 20 years after that ?Nothing For Ourselves,? it didn?t turn 
out to be a slogan, a good phrase for posters and songs, but rather a reality, the reality.

If being accountable is what marks failure, then unaccountability is the path to success, 
the road to Power.

But that?s not where we want to go.

It doesn?t interest us.

Within these parameters, we prefer to fail than to succeed.



III. The handoff, or change.

In these 20 years, there has been a multiple and complex handoff, or change, within the EZLN.

Some have only noticed the obvious: the generational.

Today, those who were small or had not even been born at the beginning of the uprising are 
the ones carrying the struggle forward and directing the resistance.

But some of the experts have not considered other changes:

That of class: from the enlightened middle class to the indigenous peasant.

That of race: from mestizo leadership to a purely indigenous leadership.

And the most important: the change in thinking: from revolutionary vanguardism to ?rule by 
obeying;? from taking Power Above to the creation of power below; from professional 
politics to everyday politics; from the leaders to the people; from the marginalization of 
gender to the direct participation of women; from the mocking of the other to the 
celebration of difference.

I won?t expand more on this because the course ?Freedom According to the Zapatistas? was 
precisely the opportunity to confirm whether in organized territory, the celebrity figure 
is valued over the community.

Personally, I don?t understand why thinking people who affirm that history is made by the 
people get so frightened in the face of an existing government of the people where 
?specialists? are nowhere to be seen.

Why does it terrify them so that the people command, that they are the ones who determine 
their own steps?

Why do they shake their heads with disapproval in the face of ?rule by obeying??

The cult of individualism finds in the cult of vanguardism its most fanatical extreme.

And it is this precisely ? that the indigenous rule, and now with an indigenous person as 
the spokesperson and chief ? that terrifies them, repels them, and finally sends them 
looking for someone requiring vanguards, bosses, and leaders. Because there is also racism 
on the left, above all among that left which claims to be revolutionary.

The ezetaelene is not of this kind. That?s why not just anybody can be a Zapatista.



IV. A changing and moldable hologram. That which will not be.

Before the dawn of 1994, I spent 10 years in these mountains. I met and personally 
interacted with some whose death we all died in part. Since then, I know and interact with 
others that are today here with us.

In many of the smallest hours of the morning I found myself trying to digest the stories 
that they told me, the worlds that they sketched with their silences, hands, and gazes, 
their insistence in pointing to something else, something further.

Was it a dream, that world so other, so distant, so foreign?

Sometimes I thought that they had gone ahead of us all, that the words that guided and 
guide us came from times that didn?t have a calendar, that were lost in imprecise 
geographies: always with the dignified south omnipresent in all the cardinal points.

Later I learned that they weren?t telling me about an inexact, and therefore, improbable 
world.

That world was already unfolding.

And you? Did you not see it? Do you not see it?

We have not deceived anyone from below. We have not hidden the fact that we are an army, 
with its pyramidal structure, its central command, it decisions hailing from above to 
below. We didn?t deny what we are in order to ingratiate ourselves with the libertarians 
or to move with the trends.

But anyone can see now whether ours is an army that supplants or imposes.

And I should say that I have already asked compa?ero Subcomandante Insurgente Mois?s? 
permission to say this:

Nothing that we?ve done, for better or for worse, would have been possible without an 
armed military, the Zapatista Army for National Liberation; without it we would not have 
risen up against the bad government exercising the right to legitimate violence. The 
violence of below in the face of the violence of above.

We are warriors and as such we know our role and our moment.

In the earliest hours of the morning on the first day of the first month of the year 1994, 
an army of giants, that is to say, of indigenous rebels, descended on the cities to shake 
the world with its step.

Only a few days later, with the blood of our fallen soldiers still fresh on the city 
streets, we noticed that those from outside did not see us.

Accustomed to looking down on the indigenous from above, they didn?t lift their gaze to 
look at us.

Accustomed to seeing us humiliated, their heart did not understand our dignified rebellion.

Their gaze had stopped on the only mestizo they saw with a ski mask, that is, they didn?t see.

Our authorities, our commanders, then said to us:

?They can only see those who are as small as they are. Let?s make someone as small as they 
are, so that they can see him and through him, they can see us.?

And so began a complex maneuver of distraction, a terrible and marvelous magic trick, a 
malicious move from the indigenous heart that we are, with indigenous wisdom challenging 
one of the bastions of modernity: the media.

And so began the construction of the character named ?Marcos.?

I ask that you follow me in this reasoning:

Suppose that there is another way to neutralize a criminal. For example, creating their 
murder weapon, making them think that it is effective, enjoining them to build, on the 
basis of this effectiveness, their entire plan, so that in the moment that they prepare to 
shoot, the ?weapon? goes back to being what it always was: an illusion.

The entire system, but above all its media, plays the game of creating celebrities who it 
later destroys if they don?t yield to its designs.

Its power resided (now no longer, as it has been displaced by social media) in deciding 
what and who existed in the moment when they decided what to name and what to silence.

But really, don?t pay much attention to me; as has been evident over these 20 years, I 
don?t know anything about the mass media.

The truth is that this SupMarcos went from being a spokesperson to being a distraction.

If the path to war, that is to say, the path to death, had taken us 10 years, the path to 
life required more time and more effort, not to mention more blood.

Because, though you may not believe it, it is easier to die than it is to live.

We needed time to be and to find those who would know how to see us as we are.

We needed time to find those who would see us, not from above or below, but face to face, 
who would see us with the gaze of a compa?ero.

So then, as I mentioned, the work of constructing this character began.

One day Marcos? eyes were blue, another day they were green, or brown, or hazel, or black 
? all depending on who did the interview and took the picture. He was the back-up player 
of professional soccer teams, an employee in department stores, a chauffeur, philosopher, 
filmmaker, and the etc?teras that can be found in the paid media of those calendars and in 
various geographies. There was a Marcos for every occasion, that is to say, for every 
interview. And it wasn?t easy, believe me, there was no Wikipedia, and if someone came 
over from Spain we had to investigate if the corte ingl?s was a typical English-cut suit, 
a grocery store, or a department store.

If I had to define Marcos the character, I would say without a doubt that he was a 
colorful ruse.

We could say, so that you understand me, that Marcos was Non-Free Media (note: this is not 
the same as being paid media).

In constructing and maintaining this character, we made a few mistakes.

?To err is human,?[1] as they say.

During the first year we exhausted, as they say, the repertoire of all possible 
?Marcoses.? And so by the beginning of 1995, we were in a tight spot and the communities? 
work was only in its initial steps.

And so in 1995 we didn?t know what to do. But that was when Zedillo, with the PAN at his 
side, ?discovered? Marcos using the same scientific method used for finding remains, that 
is to say, by way of an esoteric snitching.

The story of the guy from Tampico gave us some breathing room, even though the subsequent 
fraud committed by Paca de Lozano made us worry that the paid press would also question 
the ?unmasking? of Marcos and then discover that it was just another fraud. Fortunately, 
it didn?t happen like that. And like this one, the media continued swallowing similar 
pieces from the rumor mill.

Sometime later, that guy from Tampico showed up here in these lands. Together with 
Subcomandante Insurgente Mois?s, we spoke to him. We offered to do a joint press 
conference so that he could free himself from persecution, since it would then be obvious 
that he and Marcos weren?t the same person. He didn?t want to. He came to live here. He 
left a few times and his face can be seen in the photographs of the funeral wakes of his 
parents. You can interview him if you want. Now he lives in a community, in?

[There is a pause here as the speaker leans over to ask Subcomandante Insurgente Mois?s if 
it would be okay to mention where, to which the response is a firm ?No.?]

Ah, he doesn?t want you to know exactly where this man lives. We won?t say any more so 
that if he wants to someday, he can tell the story of what he has lived since February 9, 
1995. On our behalf, we just want to thank him for the information that he has given us 
which we use from time to time to feed the ?certitude? that SupMarcos is not what he 
really is, that is to say, a ruse or a hologram, but rather a university professor from 
that now painful Tamaulipas.

In the meantime, we continued looking, looking for you, those of you who are here now and 
those who are not here but are with us.

We launched various initiatives in order to encounter the other, the other compa?ero, 
theother compa?era. We tried different initiatives to encounter the gaze and the ear that 
we need and that we deserve.

In the meantime, our communities continued to move forward, as did the change or hand-off 
of responsibilities that has been much or little discussed, but which can be confirmed 
directly, without intermediaries.

In our search of that something else, we failed time and again.

Those who we encountered either wanted to lead us or wanted us to lead them.

There were those who got close to us out of an eagerness to use us, or to gaze backward, 
be it with anthropological or militant nostalgia.

And so for some we were communists, for others trotskyists, for others anarchists, for 
others millenarianists, and I?ll leave it there so you can add a few more ?ists? from your 
own experience.

That was how it was until the Sixth Declaration of the Lacand?n Jungle, the most daring 
and most Zapatista of all of the initiatives that we have launched up until now.

With the Sixth, we have at last encountered those who can see us face to face and greet us 
and embrace us, and this is how greetings and embraces are done.

With the Sixth, at last, we found you.

At last, someone who understood that we were not looking for shepherds to guide us, nor 
flocks to lead to the promised land. Neither masters nor slaves. Neither leaders nor 
leaderless masses.

But we still didn?t know if you would be able to see and hear what we are and what we are 
becoming.

Internally, the advance of our peoples has been impressive.

And so the course, ?Freedom According to the Zapatistas? came about.

Over the three rounds of the course, we realized that there was already a generation that 
could look at us face to face, that could listen to us and talk to us without seeking a 
guide or a leader, without intending to be submissive or become followers.

Marcos, the character, was no longer necessary.

The new phase of the Zapatista struggle was ready.

So then what happened happened, and many of you, compa?eros and compa?eras of the Sixth, 
know this firsthand.

They may later say that this thing with the character [of Marcos] was pointless. But an 
honest look back at those days will show how many people turned to look at us, with 
pleasure or displeasure, because of the disguises of a colorful ruse.

So you see, the change or handoff of responsibilities is not because of illness or death, 
nor because of an internal dispute, ouster, or purging.

It comes about logically in accordance with the internal changes that the EZLN has had and 
is having.

I know this doesn?t square with the very square perspectives of those in the various 
?aboves,? but that really doesn?t worry us.

And if this ruins the rather poor and lazy explanations of the rumorologoists and 
zapatologists of Jovel [San Cristobal de las Casas, Chiapas], then oh well.

I am not nor have I been sick, and I am not nor have I been dead.

Or rather, despite the fact that I have been killed so many times, that I have died so 
many times, here I am again.

And if we ourselves encouraged these rumors, it was because it suited us to do so.

The last great trick of the hologram was to simulate terminal illness, including of the 
deaths supposedly suffered.

Indeed, the comment ?if his health permits? made by Subcomandante Insurgente Mois?s in the 
communiqu? announcing the events with the CNI [National Indigenous Congress], was the 
equivalent of the ?if the people ask for me,? or ?if the polls favor me,? or ?if it is 
god?s will,? and other clich?s that have been the crutch of the political class in recent 
times.

If you will allow me one piece of advice: you should cultivate a bit of a sense of humor, 
not only for your own mental and physical health, but because without a sense of humor 
you?re not going to understand Zapatistmo. And those who don?t understand, judge; and 
those who judge, condemn.

In reality, this has been the simplest part of the character. In order to feed the rumor 
mill it was only necessary to tell a few particular people: ?I?m going to tell you a 
secret but promise me you won?t tell anyone.?

And of course they told.

The first involuntary collaborators in the rumor about sickness and death have been the 
?experts in zapatology? in arrogant Jovel and chaotic Mexico City who presume their 
closeness to and deep knowledge of Zapatismo. In addition to, of course, the police that 
earn their salaries as journalists, the journalists that earn their salaries as police, 
and the journalists who only earn salaries, bad ones, as journalists.

Thank you to all of them. Thank you for your discretion. You did exactly what we thought 
you would do. The only downside of all this is that I doubt anyone will ever tell any of 
you a secret again.

It is our conviction and our practice that in order to rebel and to struggle, neither 
leaders nor bosses nor messiahs nor saviors are necessary. To struggle, one only needs a 
sense of shame, a bit of dignity, and a lot of organization.

As for the rest, it either serves the collective or it doesn?t.

What this cult of the individual has provoked in the political experts and analysts 
?above? has been particularly comical. Yesterday they said that the future of the Mexican 
people depended on the alliance of two people. The day before yesterday they said that 
Pe?a Nieto had become independent of Salinas de Gortari, without realizing that, in this 
schema, if one criticized Pe?a Nieto, they were effectively putting themselves on Salinas 
de Gortari?s side, and if one criticized Salinas de Gortari, they were supporting Pe?a 
Nieto. Now they say that one has to take sides in the struggle going on ?above? over 
control of telecommunications; in effect, either you?re with Slim or you?re with 
Azc?rraga-Salinas. And even further above, you?re either with Obama or you?re with Putin.

Those who look toward and long to be ?above? can continue to seek their leader; they can 
continue to think that now, for real, the electoral results will be honored; that now, for 
real, Slim will support the electoral left; that now, for real, the dragons and the 
battles will appear in Game of Thrones; that now, for real, Kirkman will be true to the 
original comic in the television series The Walking Dead; that now, for real, tools made 
in China aren?t going to break on their first use; that now, for real, soccer is going to 
be a sport and not a business.

And yes, perhaps in some of these cases they will be right. But one can?t forget that in 
all of these cases they are mere spectators, that is, passive consumers.

Those who loved and hated SupMarcos now know that they have loved and hated a hologram. 
Their love and hate have been useless, sterile, hollow, empty.

There will not be, then, museums or metal plaques where I was born and raised. There will 
not be someone who lives off of having been subcomandante Marcos. No one will inherit his 
name or his job. There will not be all-paid trips abroad to give lectures. There will not 
be transport to or care in fancy hospitals. There will not be widows or heirs. There will 
not be funerals, honors, statues, museums, prizes, or anything else that the system does 
to promote the cult of the individual and devalue the collective.

This figure was created and now its creators, the Zapatistas, are destroying it.

If anyone understands this lesson from our compa?eros and compa?eras, they will have 
understood one of the foundations of zapatismo.

So, in the last few years, what has happened has happened.

And we saw that now, the outfit, the character, the hologram, was no longer necessary.

Time and time again we planned this, and time and time again we waited for the right 
moment ? the right calendar and geography to show what we really are to those who truly are.

And then Galeano arrived with his death to mark our calendar and geography: ?here, in La 
Realidad; now; in the pain and rage.?



V. Pain and Rage. Signs and Screams.

When we got here to the caracol of La Realidad, without anyone telling us to, we began to 
speak in whispers.

Our pain spoke quietly, our rage in whispers.

It was as if we were trying to avoid scaring Galeano away with these unfamiliar sounds.

As if our voices and step called to him.

?Wait, compa,? our silence said.

?Don?t go,? our words murmured.

But there are other pains and other rages.

At this very minute, in other corners of Mexico and the world, a man, a woman, an other, a 
little girl, a little boy, an elderly man, an elderly woman, a memory, is beaten cruelly 
and with impunity, surrounded by the voracious crime that is the system, clubbed, cut, 
shot, finished off, dragged away among jeers, abandoned, their body then collected and 
mourned, their life buried.

Just a few names:

Alexis Benhumea, murdered in the State of Mexico. ?Francisco Javier Cort?s, murdered in 
the State of Mexico. ?Juan V?zquez Guzm?n, murdered in Chiapas. ?Juan Carlos G?mez 
Silvano, murdered in Chiapas. ?El compa Kuy, murdered in Mexico City. ?Carlo Giuliani, 
murdered in Italy. ?Al?xis Grigoropoulos, murdered in Greece. ?Wajih Wajdi al-Ramahi, 
murdered in a Refugee Camp in the West Bank city of Ramallah. At 14 years old, he was 
shot in the back from an Israeli observation post. There were no marches, protests, or 
anything else in the streets. ?Mat?as Valent?n Catrileo Quezada, mapuche murdered in 
Chile. ?Teodulfo Torres Soriano, compa of the Sixth, disappeared in Mexico City. 
?Guadalupe Jer?nimo and Urbano Mac?as, comuneros from Cher?n, murdered in Michoacan. 
?Francisco de As?s Manuel, disappeared in Santa Mar?a Ostula. ?Javier Mart?nes Robles, 
disappeared in Santa Mar?a Ostula. ?Gerardo Vera Orcino, disappeared in Santa Mar?a 
Ostula. ?Enrique Dom?nguez Mac?as, disappeared in Santa Mar?a Ostula. ?Mart?n Santos Luna, 
disappeared in Santa Mar?a Ostula. ?Pedro Leyva Dom?nguez, murdered in Santa Mar?a Ostula. 
?Diego Ram?rez Dom?nguez, murdered in Santa Mar?a Ostula. ?Trinidad de la Cruz Cris?stomo, 
murdered in Santa Mar?a Ostula. ?Cris?foro S?nchez Reyes, murdered in Santa Mar?a Ostula. 
?Te?dulo Santos Gir?n, disappeared in Santa Mar?a Ostula. ?Longino Vicente Morales, 
disappeared in Guerrero. ?V?ctor Ayala Tapia, disappeared in Guerrero. ?Jacinto L?pez D?az 
?El Jazi?, murdered in Puebla. ?Bernardo V?zquez S?nchez, murdered in Oaxaca. ?Jorge 
Alexis Herrera, murdered in Guerrero. ?Gabriel Echeverr?a, murdered in Guerrero. ?Edmundo 
Reyes Amaya, disappeared in Oaxaca. ?Gabriel Alberto Cruz S?nchez, disappeared in Oaxaca. 
?Juan Francisco Sicilia Ortega, murdered in Morelos. ?Ernesto M?ndez Salinas, murdered in 
Morelos. ? Alejandro Chao Barona, murdered in Morelos. ? Sara Robledo, murdered in 
Morelos. ? Juventina Villa Mojica, murdered in Guerrero.? Reynaldo Santana Villa, murdered 
in Guerrero. ?Catarino Torres Pereda, murdered in Oaxaca.? Bety Cari?o, murdered in 
Oaxaca. ?Jyri Jaakkola, murdered in Oaxaca. ?Sandra Luz Hern?ndez, murdered in Sinaloa. 
?Marisela Escobedo Ort?z, murdered in Chihuahua.? Celedonio Monroy Prudencio, disappeared 
in Jalisco.? Nepomuceno Moreno Nu?ez, murdered in Sonora.

The migrants, men and women, forcefully disappeared and probably murdered in every corner 
of Mexican territory.

The prisoners that they want to kill through ?life?: Mumia Abu Jamal, Leonard Peltier, the 
Mapuche, Mario Gonz?lez, Juan Carlos Flores.

The continuous burial of voices that were lives, silenced by the sound of the earth thrown 
over them or the bars closing around them.

And the greatest mockery of all is that with every shovelful of dirt thrown by the thug 
currently on shift, the system is saying: ?You don?t count, you are not worth anything, no 
one will cry for you, no one will be enraged by your death, no one will follow your step, 
no one will hold up your life.?

And with the last shovelfull it gives its sentence: ?even if they catch and punish those 
who killed you, we will always find another, an other, to ambush and on whom to repeat the 
macabre dance that ended your life.?

It says, ?The small, stunted justice you will be given, manufactured by the paid media to 
simulate and obtain a bit of calm in order to stop the chaos coming at them, does not 
scare me, harm me, or punish me.?

What do we say to this cadaver who, in whatever corner of the world below, is buried in 
oblivion?

That only our pain and rage count?

That only our outrage means anything?

That as we murmur our history, we don?t hear their cry, their scream?

Injustice has so many names, and provokes so many screams.

But our pain and our rage do not keep us from hearing them.

And our murmurs are not only to lament the unjust fall of our own dead.

They allow us to hear other pains, to make other rages ours, and to continue in the long, 
complicated, tortuous path of making all of this into a battle cry that is transformed 
into a freedom struggle.

And to not forget that while someone murmurs, someone else screams.

And only the attentive ear can hear it.

While we are talking and listening right now, someone screams in pain, in rage.

And so it is as if one must learn to direct their gaze; what one hears must find a fertile 
path.

Because while someone rests, someone else continues the uphill climb.

In order to see this effort, it is enough to lower one?s gaze and lift one?s heart.

Can you?

Will you be able to?

Small justice looks so much like revenge. Small justice is what distributes impunity; as 
it punishes one, it absolves others.

What we want, what we fight for, does not end with finding Galeano?s murderers and seeing 
that they receive their punishment (make no mistake this is what will happen).

The patient and obstinate search seeks truth, not the relief of resignation.

True justice has to do with the buried compa?ero Galeano.

Because we ask ourselves not what do we do with his death, but what do we do with his life.

Forgive me if I enter into the swampy terrain of commonplace sayings, but this compa?ero 
did not deserve to die, not like this.

His tenacity, his daily punctual sacrifice, invisible for anyone other than us, was for life.

And I can assure you that he was an extraordinary being and that, what?s more ? and this 
is what amazes ? there are thousands of compa?eros and compa?eras like him in the 
indigenous Zapatista communities, with the same determination, the same commitment, the 
same clarity, and one single destination: freedom.

And, doing macabre calculations: if someone deserves death, it is he who does not exist 
and has never existed, except in the fleeting interest of the paid media.

As our compa?ero, chief and spokesperson of the EZLN, Subcomandante Insurgente Mois?s has 
already told us, in killing Galeano, or any Zapatista, those above are trying to kill the 
EZLN.

Not the EZLN as an army, but as the rebellious and stubborn force that builds and raises 
life where those above desire the wasteland brought by the mining, oil, and tourist 
industries, the death of the earth and those who work and inhabit it.

He has also said that we have come, as the General Command of the Zaptaista Army for 
National Liberation, to exhume Galeano.

We think that it is necessary for one of us to die so that Galeano lives.

To satisfy the impertinence that is death, in place of Galeano we put another name, so 
that Galeano lives and death takes not a life but just a name ? a few letters empty of any 
meaning, without their own history or life.

That is why we have decided that Marcos today ceases to exist.

He will go hand in hand with Shadow the Warrior and the Little Light so that he doesn?t 
get lost on the way. Don Durito will go with him, Old Antonio also.

The little girls and boys who used to crowd around to hear his stories will not miss him; 
they are grown up now, they have their own capacity for discernment; they now struggle 
like him for freedom, democracy, and justice, which is the task of every Zapatista.

It is the cat-dog, and not a swan, who will sing his farewell song.

And in the end, those who have understood will know that he who never was here does not 
leave; that he who never lived does not die.

And death will go away, fooled by an indigenous man whose nom de guerre was Galeano, and 
those rocks that have been placed on his tomb will once again walk and teach whoever will 
listen the most basic tenet of Zapatismo: that is, don?t sell out, don?t give in, don?t 
give up.

Oh death! As if it wasn?t obvious that it frees those above of any responsibility beyond 
the funeral prayer, the bland homage, the sterile statue, the controlling museum.

And for us? Well, for us death commits us to the life it contains.

So here we are, mocking death in reality [La Realidad].

Compas:

Given the above, at 2:08am on May 25, 2014, from the southeast combat front of the EZLN, I 
here declare that he who is known as Subcomandante Insurgente Marcos, self-proclaimed 
?subcomandante of unrustable steel,? ceases to exist.

That is how it is.

Through my voice the Zapatista Army for National Liberation no longer speaks.

Vale. Health and until never or until forever; those who have understood will know that 
this doesn?t matter anymore, that it never has.

From the Zapatista reality,

Subcomandante Insurgente Marcos. Mexico, May 24, 2014.

P.S. 1. Game over?

P.S. 2. Check mate?

P.S. 3. Touch??

P.S. 4. Go make sense of it, raza, and send tobacco.

P.S. 5. Hmm? so this is hell? It?s Piporro, Pedro, Jos? Alfredo! What? For being machista? 
Nah, I don?t think so, since I?ve never?

P.S. 6. Great, now that the colorful ruse has ended, I can walk around here naked, right?

P.S.7. Hey, it?s really dark here, I need a little light.

(?)

[He lights his pipe and exits stage left. Subcomandante Insurgente Mois?s announces that 
?another compa?ero is going to say a few words.?]

(a voice is heard offstage)

Good early morning compa?eras and compa?eros. My name is Galeano, Subcomandante Insurgente 
Galeano.

Anyone else here named Galeano?

[the crowd cries, ?We are all Galeano!?]

Ah, that?s why they told me that when I was reborn, it would be as a collective.

And so it should be.

Have a good journey. Take care of yourselves, take care of us.

From the mountains of the Mexican Southeast,

Subcomandante Insurgente Galeano

Mexico, May of 2014.

(en) Mexico, Chiapas, Subcommandante Marcos: Anarchists welcome (pt)

In his latest communiqu? Subcommandante Marcos takes a little time to respond to the 
anti-anarchist campaign launched by the Mexican media and part of the left. Marcos makes 
clear that those registered to the Escuelita who have asked the Zapatistas to not accept 
anarchists, and moreover ?expected an apology and a purging of the registry?, are not 
welcome to the school. The Zapatistas invite Mexican anarchists to send them texts which 
will respond to the accusations against them, and which will be published on the EZLN 
website. ---- via: dorset chiapas solidarity ---- SPECIAL CASES: the Anarchists ---- Given 
the anti-anarchist campaign launched by those of ?good conscience? and the well-behaved 
left united in a holy crusade with the old right to accuse the anarchists, young and old, 
of challenging the system (as if anarchism had another option), including the dismantling 
of their shows (this thing about turning the lights off, was that so we wouldn?t see the 
anarchists?), and the repetition ad nauseum of epithets such as ?anarcho-hardliners,? 
?anarcho-provocateur,? ?anarcho-thugs,? ?anarcho-etcetera? (somewhere I read the epithet 
?anarcho-anarchist,? isn?t that sublime?), the Zapatista men and women cannot ignore the 
climate of hysteria that so firmly demands respect for windowpanes (which don?t reveal but 
rather hide what happens just behind the counter: slave-like work conditions, a total lack 
of hygiene, poor quality, low nutritional value, money laundering, tax evasion, and 
capital flight).

Because now, apparently, the robbery poorly disguised as ?structural reform,? the assault 
on the teachers union, the national patrimony ?outlet? sale, the theft imposed by the 
government on the governed through taxation, and the fiscal asphyxiation ? which only 
favors the large monopolies ? is the anarchists? fault.

This includes blame for the fact that now ?decent people? don?t go out into the street to 
protest anymore (?hey but what about the marches, sit-ins, roadblocks, graffiti, flyers?? 
?Yes, but those are teachers-bus drivers-vendors-students, that is, country bumpkins, and 
I?m talking people really-truly-from-the Federal District.? ?Ah, the mythical middle 
class, so courted and yet so despised and cheated by the entire political spectrum and all 
of the media??), the fact that the institutional left also evicts the protest rallies, the 
fact that the ?only opposition to the regime? has been overshadowed by the nameless again 
and again, the fact that the arbitrary imposition is now called ?dialogue and 
negotiation,? the fact that the murder of migrants, women, youth, workers, children ? all 
of this is the anarchists? fault.

For those who fight as and claim the ?A,? a flag without a nation or frontiers, and who 
are part of the SIXTH?but who really are in the struggle, not just as a fashion or a 
fad?we have, in addition to an embrace of solidarity, a special request.

Anarchist Compas: We Zapatista men and women aren?t going to blame you for our 
shortcomings (or lack of imagination), nor are we going to hold you responsible for our 
mistakes, much less persecute you for being who you are. Actually, I should tell you that 
various invitees to the August course cancelled because, they said, they couldn?t share 
the classroom with ?young people who are anarchist, ragged, punk, pierced, and 
tattoo-covered,? and that they (those who are not young, nor anarchist, nor ragged, nor 
punk, nor pierced, nor tattoo-covered) expected an apology and a purging of the registry. 
They continue to wait in vain.

What we would like to request is that when you register, you submit a text, maximum 
one-page in length, where you respond to the criticism and accusations that they have 
leveled against you in the for-profit media. That text will be published in a special 
section of our website (enlacezapatista.ezln.org.mx) and in a 
magazine-fanzine-or-whatever-it?s-called soon to appear in the globally global world, 
written and run by indigenous Zapatistas. It will be an honor for us to have your word 
together with ours in our first issue.

Huh?

Yes, even a page with a single word taking up the whole space counts: something like 
?LIARS!!? Or something longer, such as ?We would explain to you what Anarchism is if we 
thought you would understand;? or, ?Anarchism is incomprehensible to those with little 
brains;? or, ?Real change first appears in the police blotter;? or, ?I shit on the thought 
police;? or the following citation from the book ?Golpe y contragolpe? by Miguel Amor?s: 
?Everyone should know that the Black Bloc is not an organization but a tactic of street 
struggle similar to ?Street Fighting [Kale Baroka] that a constellation of libertarian, 
?autonomous? or alternative groups have been using since the struggles for the squats 
(?okupations?) in the 1980s in various German cities,? and add something like, ?if you are 
going to criticize something, first do your research. Well-written ignorance is like 
well-pronounced idiocy: equally useless.?

In any case, I?m sure that you won?t be lacking in ideas.

(en) Mexico, Statement on the arrest of organizers Anarchist Book Fair in Guadalajara (ca, pt)

As is known, on Thursday July 4 were arrested as two companions part of the organization 
of the 2nd Book Fair and Anarchist publications that will take place in Guadalajara on 25 
and 26 July, to these facts we make public that: ---- 1) State and municipal police 
officers who made the arrest invented charges of assaulting a bystander after the 
companions were sent to the Delegation of the municipal police in Guadalajara, which is 
located on Calzada Independencia. Our colleagues at the time of the arrest were given said 
that would be submitted by pasting advertising without permission. ---- 2) Once the 
companions arrived at the premises of the Police were led directly to the parking lot of 
the building that is located in the basement, where police photographed the blanket off 
them, were photographed them, tattoos and any trait that could characterize.

Besides insulted and threatened them "with to go the day of the Fair to make arrests and 
close the event." Literally his words were "you and your friends are going to charge the cock"

3) companions were never discharged from the list of detainees, there are phone calls from 
family members confirm this fact, the possibility of enforced disappearance was latent.

Therefore, the group organizer of the fair, who himself has been working on other actions 
to vindicate our position that emphasizes anarchic

1) The implementation plan of the Fair still stands and more encouragement to start.

2) We stress that the Fair is an event that aims to spread the anti-authoritarian thought 
and seeks to be a meeting and exchange of experiences that contribute to the destruction 
of relationships of domination and exploitation that currently we rigen.Declaramos that 
anarchy has nothing to do with the bad image that the average bourgeois show. Anarchy is 
the ultimate expression of the order, an order without authority or cohersi?n, based on 
freedom, solidarity and mutual support.

3) It is clear that the State Capital, in an effort to maintain the existing social 
conditions today and trying to continue hiding the contradictions involved and routed to 
its destruction, will do everything possible to sabotage the operations carried out not 
only revindicamos groups ANARCHY, if not of all LA aquellxs fighting for a total 
transformation of the status quo.

4) We hold to the Attorney General of the State of Jalisco of any grievance brought 
against the group organizer and / or attending the Fair, before, during or after.

5) We ask attendees refrain Fair fall into provocations in case (we doubt) an incident 
arises, and appealing to their solidarity, and without falling into the vague discussion 
about drug use, that given the circumstances refrain from the use of these during their 
time at the event.

We hope that this incident does not contribute to reduce the urge to join in this event. 
The partners hope cravings!!

Greetings Libertarians

Organizing Committee of the 2nd. Publications Book Fair and Anarchists Guadalajara 2013

(en) Mexico, Resolutions of the Autonomy and Libertarian Encounter in Oaxaca June 2013 (ca)

With the assistance of 96 members of collectives, federations, individu @ s, etc. On 8 and 
9 June was held the second meeting in Oaxaca Autonomous Libertarian, this in the context 
of the foundation of the APPO. The need to analyze the process of social struggle in 
Oaxaca since 2006 and also intend to strengthen and coordinate the liberation struggle,
were the central motifs of the achievements of this forum for analysis and discussion. 
Formally was installed workbenches under the following areas of discussion: 1) Principles 
of APPO 2) Experience 2006 3) Practices and ways to counteract voting forms that allow 
mayoriteo 4) Security before the crackdown of the State 5) organizational experiences 
elsewhere Analysis: The founding assembly of the November 11, 2006 did not reflect the 
needs and social reality at that time lived, for his mediation and conciliatory stance 
with the state, never worked as a royal assembly since the plurality of voices were not
heard, from the beginning of the movement effervescence identify people, it was thanks to 
the customs naturally mutual support that sustained the fight, not the formal structure of 
the APPO, this process derive the useless unit electoral platform, which disfigured his
essence, disillusioned and demobilized the process. In practice, the decision was 
overwhelmingly desciones not respect the agreements emanating from the direction.

Considerations: We see the need to revive the authentic popular assemblies in 
neighborhoods, barricades and communities. As the conflict continues people lobbying for 
their immediate demands, phenotypically as a reformist approach, but this we must take a 
germ of situation itself, the genotype and self autorganisacion, summarizing that it is
the state, which solved our needs, if not the only problem, we must destroy. Positioning 
before the foundation of the APPO. The current situation forces the reformist electoral
position themselves politically and demonstrate a strong mobilization of the masses, we
understand the context of how to unite the fight with some sectors in legitimate 
self-defense of our traditions, ancestral forms of organization and our natural resources, 
definitely not understand that the solution is through elections. We see the strength of 
the processes of struggle on horizontality and autonomy. This meeting is pronounced 
support, solidarity and support to communities and collective organizations, who have 
decided to boycott the elections as a first step to genuine restructuring of the APPO, 
considering that only this action is a real step towards the emancipation process of peoples.

Warrants-Called Creating study circles neighborhood cell formation, autonomous and 
independent from each other. Tolerance and respect for the different struggles and forms 
of resistance of different communities, towns, neighborhoods and districts as well as 
anarchists but organizations fighting for the same goal in common. Learn to differentiate 
between the needs of communities and urban areas in each plane as the situation is 
different geographical Approaching senior age to enrich the experiences Identification of 
sources of possible subversion and participate in humbly and respectful Create mobile 
study circles is to move to different parts of the country apart from the local study 
circles resistance Creating funds for fellow prisoners or wounded. Create spaces and 
especially strengthen already exist throughout the country training workshops on safety
and legal self-defense. Create space and form networks newspapers, fanzines etc. for 
further spread of the ideal In multiple libertarians holding meetings throughout our 
awareness inside and outside our borders, to prepare any international congress of 
autonomy and anarchists processes.

We send greetings to the initiative of the national anarchist meeting during the month of 
September in Monterrey Nuevo Leon. Solidarity with prisoners at war: Braulio Arturo Duran 
(Le?n Gto.), Pablo Lopez Alava (Oaxaca), Jorge Mario Gonzales Garcia. (CCH Naucalpan D.F.)
The Next Meeting is scheduled for 31 and December 1 of this year, historic anniversary for 
our movement, when our generation of anarchists made a qualitative leap in practice 
antagonist. The meeting will be held in Oaxaca on a location to be determined. Firman: 
Black Mud Collective. (Oaxaca) Libertarians Miserables (Morelos) Libertarian Collective
Magonista (Oaxaca) CIPO-RFM (Oaxaca) Dignidad Rebelde (Oaxaca) Collective Anarchist 
Resistance. (Oaxaca) Student Assembly Xalapa (Veracruz) Anarchist Student Coordinator (DF) 
Library Mar?a Luisa Mar?n (Veracruz) Flame dela Freedom (DF) Tlacolulokos (Oaxaca) The 
solidarity (DF) Cafe Emma Goldman (DF) Mexico Anarchist Federation (DF) AREITO (Veracruz) 
Brenalokos (Oaxaca) Black Brigade (DF) Anarchist Black Cross (DF)

Written by virikota

(en) Mexico, Chiapas, Them and Us - Series of essays by Subcomandante Marcos (ca)

In a new series of essays, Subcomandante Marcos of the EZLN lays out the differences 
between those in power and those who choose to organize from below. ---- Part I ? The 
(Lack of) Reason from Above ---- Those from above say: ---- We?re the ones who make the 
rules. We?re more powerful, although there are fewer of us. We don?t care what you 
say-hear-think-do, as long as you are mute, deaf, immobile. ---- We can impose halfway 
intelligent people in the government (although they?re already getting to be difficult to 
find within the political class), but we chose one who can?t even pretend to know what 
he?s talking about.[1] ---- Why? Because we can. ---- We could use the police and military 
apparatus to persecute and jail real criminals, but those criminals are a vital part of 
us. Instead, we choose to persecute you, beat you, detain you, torture you, jail you, kill 
you.

Why? Because we can.

Guilty or innocent? Who cares if you are one or the other? Justice is just another whore 
in our little black book, and believe us, it?s not the most expensive one.

And even if you follow the rules that we impose to the letter, even if you don?t do 
anything, even though you might be innocent, we will squash you.

And if you insist on asking why we do it, we?ll respond: because we can.

That is having Power. A lot is said about money, riches, and those things. But believe us 
when we say that what excites us is that feeling of being able to make decisions about 
anyone?s life, liberty, and assets. No, power is not money, it?s what you can have with 
it. Power is not just exercising it with impunity, it is also and above all, to do it 
irrationally. Because having Power is to do and undo without having any other reason than 
the possession of Power.

And it doesn?t matter who stands out in front, hiding us. Right and left are only 
references so that the chauffeur can park the car. The machinery runs itself. We don?t 
even have to order them to punish the insolence of defying us. Large, medium, and small 
governments all over the political spectrum ? as well as intellectuals, artists, 
journalists, politicians, and religious leaders ? fight over the privilege to please us.

So fuck you, screw you, rot in hell, die, get discouraged, give up.

To the rest of the world you don?t exist, you are no one.

Yes, we?ve sowed hate, cynicism, rancor, desperation, theoretical and practical 
don?t-give-a-fuck, conformity with the ?lesser evil,? fear turned into resignation.

And, nonetheless, we fear that which has transformed itself into organized rebellious 
rage, without a price tag.

Because we control, manage, ration, and feed the chaos that we impose. Our ?law 
enforcement? forces impose our chaos.

But the chaos[2] that comes from below?

Ah, that? we don?t even understand what they say, who they are, how much they cost.

And they?re so rude that they don?t beg, await, request, plead ? instead, they exercise 
their freedom. Have you ever seen such obscenity!

That is the real danger. Those who look to the other side, who leave the mold, or break 
it, or ignore it.

?You know what?s really worked for us? That myth about unity at all cost. To only 
understand oneself with a boss, leader, ruler, or whatever they call themselves. 
Controlling, managing, containing, buying one is much easier than many. Yes, and cheaper. 
That and individual rebelliousness. It?s so wonderfully useless.

Rather, what?s really dangerous in a true chaos is when everyone becomes a collective, 
group, crew, raza, organization, and they learn to say ?no? and ?yes,? and they reach 
agreements amongst themselves. Because the ?no? is directed towards those of us who give 
the orders. And the ?yes,?? jeez? that really is a disaster. Imagine if everyone built 
their own destinies, and they decided who to be and what to do. It would be like pointing 
out that we?re expendable, excessive, that we get in the way, that we?re not necessary, 
that we should be in jail, that we should disappear.

Yes, a nightmare. Yes, of course, for us. Can you imagine how bad that world would be? 
Full of Indians, blacks, browns, yellows, reds, dreadlocks, tattoos, piercings, studs, 
punks, goths, cholos, skaters, that ?A? flag without a nation to buy it, youth, women, 
whores, children, the elderly, zoot suiters, drivers, peasants, workers, tacky people, 
proles, poor people, anonymous people? others. Without a privileged space for us, the 
?beautiful people?[3]? or, so you understand us, the ?good people?? because we can tell by 
the way you talk that you didn?t study at Harvard.

Yes, that day would be night for us? Yes, everything would be ruined. What would we do?

Hmm? we hadn?t thought about that. We think, we plan, and we execute what to do so that it 
doesn?t happen, but? no, that hadn?t occurred to us.

Well, in any case, well? hmm? I don?t know? perhaps we would look for who to blame, and 
then, well, we?d look for, I don?t know, a Plan B. Of course by then it would be useless. 
I think that then we would remember what that damn red Jew said? no, not Marx? Einstein, 
Albert Einstein. I think it was him who said: ?Theory is when you know everything and 
nothing works. Practice is when everything works and no one knows why. In this case we 
have combined theory and practice: nothing works? and no one knows why.?

No, you?re right, we wouldn?t even be able to smile. A sense of humor has always been a 
non-expropriable patrimony. Isn?t that a shame?

Yes, without a doubt, these are times of crisis.

Hey, aren?t you going to take pictures? I mean, so we can fix our hair and put on 
something a little more presentable. Nah, we already tried that in ?Hola?[4]? oh, but what 
are we saying, it?s obvious that you haven?t gotten past [the comic book] ?El Libro Vaquero.?

Oh, we can?t wait to tell our friends that someone so? so? so? different came to interview 
us. They?re going to love it. And, well, it?s going to make us seem so cosmopolitan?

No, of course we?re not afraid of you. Regarding that prophecy? bah, it?s superstition? 
so? so? native? yes, so Region 4 [5]? hahahaha?what a good joke, let?s write that down for 
when we see the kids?

What?? It isn?t a prophecy??

Oh, it?s a promise?

(?) (the tee-tu-ta-ta-tatatata sound, from the smartphone)

?Hello, police? Yes, I?d like to report that someone came to see us. Yes, we think he was 
a journalist or something. He looked so? so? so different, yes. No, no, he didn?t do 
anything to us. No, he didn?t take anything. It?s just that, as we were leaving to go to 
the club to see our friends, we saw that someone painted something on the entrance to the 
garden. No, the guards didn?t see who it was. Of course not! Ghosts don?t exist. Well, 
it?s painted with a lot of colors? No, we didn?t see any paint cans nearby? Well, as we 
were saying, it is painted with a lot of colors, so colorful, very tacky, very different, 
not anything like the galleries where? what? No, we don?t want you to send a squad car. 
Yes, we know. But we?re calling to see if you can investigate what the painting means. We 
don?t know if it?s a code, or one of those strange tongues that the proles speak. Yes, 
it?s just one word, but we don?t know why it makes us shudder. It says:

?MARICHIWEU!??[6]

(to be continued?)

From any corner of any world.

SupMarcos
Planet Earth
January 2013

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Translated from the original Spanish by Kristin Bricker

Translator?s notes:

1 Referring to President Enrique Pe?a Nieto, who is turning out to be at least as 
inarticulate and factually challenged as George W. Bush.

2 Marcos wrote ?chaos? with the letter ?k? in Spanish: ?kaos.? Like anglophone 
anarcho-punks and other rebellious youth, Mexico?s young rebels often replace the ?c?s in 
certain works with ?k?s in the written language.

3 ?The beautiful people? is written in English in the original. Bourgeois Mexicans like to 
sprinkle English words and phrases into their vocabulary.

4 Hola! is a Mexican magazine for women. It featured exclusive photos and interviews 
regarding current president Enrique Pe?a Nieto?s fairytale wedding to soap opera star 
Angelica Rivera.

5 Region 4 is the DVD region code for Mexico, Central America, South America, the 
Caribbean, New Zealand, Australia, Papua New Guinea, and much of Oceania. Mexico also uses 
Region 1, the region code for the US and Canada.

6 A Mapuche phrase that means ?we will win one hundred times over.?

7 ?Pachuco? means ?zoot suiter? in Mexico. Marcos uses a lot of Mexico City slang here and 
is making reference to another Maldita Vecindad song called ?Sol?n,? which is about a poor 
man who reads about Mexican comic book hero Kalim?n and decides to change his name and 
make a living as a carnival psychic. Maldita Vecindad is a classic Mexican ska/punk band 
that has supported many Left causes since the band?s inception in the 1980s. The band is 
still popular and active, but they haven?t put out an album in years ? much to Marcos? 
chagrin, apparently.

Listen to and watch the videos that accompany this text:
http://roarmag.org/2013/01/them-and-us-subcomandante-marcos

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Part II ? The Machine in Almost Two Pages

The salesman speaks:

It?s amazing, very ?cool?, you understand. It?s called ?neoliberal globalization version 
6.6.6,? but we prefer to call it ?the savage? or ?the beast.? Yes, an aggressive nickname, 
one with initiative, very grrr. Yes, I learned that in a self-help course called ?How to 
sell a nightmare?? but let?s get back to the machine. Its operation is very simple. It is 
self-sufficient (or ?sustainable,? as is sometimes said). It produces, yes, exorbitant 
profits? What? Invest part of those profits to alleviate hunger, unemployment, lack of 
education? But those shortages are exactly what makes this baby run! What do you think of 
that? A machine that produces the fuel it needs to run: misery and unemployment.

Of course, it also produces goods, but not just that. Look: let?s say that something 
completely useless is produced, something that no one needs, something without a market. 
Well, this gem doesn?t just produce useless stuff, it also creates a market where that 
useless stuff is turned into a basic necessity.

The crises? Of course. Just press this button right here? no, not that one, that?s the 
?eject? button? the other one? yes. OK, push that button and ta-da! There you have the 
crisis you need, everything is right there, with your millions of unemployed, your water 
cannons, your financial speculation, your droughts, your famine, your deforestation, your 
wars, your religious apocalypses, your supreme saviors, your jails and cemeteries (for 
those who don?t follow the supreme saviors), your tax havens, your aid projects with theme 
songs and choreography included? of course, a little bit of charity always looks good.

But that?s not all, let me show you this demo. When you put it in 
?destruction/depopulation-reconstruction/restructuring? mode it performs miracles. Look at 
this example: do you see those forests? No, don?t worry about those indigenous people? 
yes, they?re Mapuches, but they could be Yaquis, Mayos, Nahuas, Pur?pechas, Mayans, 
Guaran?s, Aymar?s, Quech?as. OK, press the ?play? button and watch how the forests 
disappear (and the indigenous people, but no one cares about them), now watch how 
everything becomes a wasteland, wait? here come the machinery and voila! There you have 
your golf course that you?ve always dreamed of, with its exclusive parking and the works. 
Ah, it?s wonderful, don?t you think?

It also comes with the latest software. You can click here where it says ?filter? and your 
TV, radio, newspapers, magazines, Facebook, Twitter, YouTube will only show psalms and 
praise for you and yours. Yes, it eliminates any sort of commentary, writing, image, 
noise, all the bad vibes that every now and then those anonymous, dirty, ugly, bad, rude 
proles try to slip in.

It has a lever on the floor (even though you can put it on autopilot with just one click); 
a heliport; no plane ticket, because sometimes there?s no place to run to, but it does 
include a spot on the next departing space shuttle; it also has a super-hyper-mega 
exclusive mall; a golf course; a minibar; a yacht club; a framed diploma from Harvard; a 
summer house; an iceskating rink? yes, I know, what would we do without the modern Left 
and its quick wit? Ah, and with this gem you can be in ?real time? simultaneously in any 
part of the world, it?s as if you had your own exclusive global ATM.

Hmm? yes, it includes a papal bull to ensure you a V.I.P. spot in heaven. Yes, I know, but 
we?re already working on immortally. Meanwhile, we can install an accessory (at an 
additional cost, of course, but I?m sure this isn?t a problem for someone like you): a 
panic room! Yes, you?ve seen how those vandals think they have the right to demand what?s 
theirs with that ?the land belongs to those who work it.? Oh, but you have nothing to 
worry about. That?s why we have rulers, political parties, new religions, reality shows. 
But of course, that?s an assumption*, because if they fail at some point? Of course, when 
it comes to security, no expense should be spared. Of course, let me write that down: 
?Include Panic Room.?

It also includes a study for TV, one for radio, and an editor?s desk. No, don?t get me 
wrong. They?re not for watching TV or listening to the radio or reading newspapers and 
magazines, that?s for jerks. They?re for producing information and entertainment for the 
people who run the machine. Isn?t that neat?

What? Oh? OK? yes? I?m afraid that problem hasn?t been solved by our specialists. Yes, if 
the raw material, I mean, if the plebeian masses revolt nothing can be done. Yes, the 
?panic room? could be useless in that situation. But we shouldn?t be pessimistic, just 
keep in mind that that day? or night? is very far off. Yes, I also learned all that ?new 
age? optimism from a self-help course. Huh? What? I?m fired?

(to be continued?)

From any corner of any world.

SupMarcos.
Planet Earth.
January 2013.

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Listen to and watch the videos that accompany this text:
http://roarmag.org/2013/01/them-and-us-subcomandante-marcos


Fuck Tha Posse ? El Fin de los D?as [The End of Days] (Dr. Loncho, Oscar A Secas and 
Hazhe) ? 20 Minutos Mixtape Vol. 1

_____________________

Regarding the Mapuche People?s struggle:



*Translator?s Note: Instead of using the Spanish word for ?assumption? (supuesto), Marcos 
(speaking as the salesman) uses supositorio, the Spanish word for ?suppository.? He?s 
making fun of the salesman with a play on words that can be best explained with the 
classic English saying: ?When you assume, you make an ass out of u and me.?

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Part III ? The Overseers

Somewhere in Mexico?

The man hits the table, furious.

- Annihilate them!

- Sir, with all due respect, we?ve been trying to do that for 500 years. Each successive 
empire that has arisen has attempted to do so with all of their era?s military might?

- So why are they still there?

- Err?we?re still trying to figure that out ? the lackey glares reproachfully at the man 
in a military uniform.

The aforementioned man gets up and, standing at attention, extends his right hand 
frontward, with his hand out[1], and shouts enthusiastically:

- Heil!? Sorry, I meant to say that I salute you, sir ? After shooting a threatening look 
that shuts up the snickering from other guests, he continues:

- The problem, sir, is that those heretics don?t confront us where we?re strong, they turn 
around and attack us where we?re weak. If it were all just a matter of lead and fire, 
well, those lands, with their forests, water, minerals, people, would have been conquered 
a long time ago and you would have been able to offer them up as a tribute to the great 
Ruler, sir. Those cowards, instead of confronting us with just their heroic bare chests, 
or with bows, arrows, and spears, and go down in history as heroes (beaten, yes, but 
heroes), they prepare, they organize, they reach agreements, they give us the slip, and 
they hide when they take off their masks. But we wouldn?t be in this situation if you 
would have listened to me when everything began ? and he glares reproachfully at the guest 
whose place card says ?chupa-cabras version 8.8.1.3.?[2]

The aforementioned guest smiles as he says:

- General, with all due respect, we didn?t have an atomic bomb. And even if we could have 
acquired one from our allies (the guest who has the ambassador place card expresses his 
thanks for the mention), we would have been able to wipe out the aboriginals, but we would 
have also destroyed the forests and the water; moreover, the work of mining exploration 
and operations would have been impossible for, say, a couple of centuries.

Another one of the lackeys speaks up:

- We offered them songs and poems praising their sacrifice, ballads, movies, roundtables, 
essays, books, plays, statues, their name in golden letters when they died. We told them 
that if they insisted on resisting and staying alive, we would spread rumors and doubts 
about why they haven?t disappeared, why they haven?t died, and we would say they were of 
our own creation, that we were going to bring forth a smear campaign that would even 
include the support of some intellectuals, artists, and progressive journalists ? The 
aforementioned guests make a gesture of approval, although more than one appears 
displeased by so many ?-ists.?

The man impatiently interrupts:


- And?

- They responded with this gesture ? (the lackey shows them a hand balled into a fist but 
with the middle finger raised).

The guests squirm indignantly and clamor:

- Proles! Degenerates! Louts! Plebeians! Hood rats!

The lackey still has his hand up, facing the man. The man rebukes him:

- I get it! You can put your hand down.

The lackey slowly lowers his hand winks at the rest of the guests. Then he continues:

- The problem, sir, is that these people don?t worship death, but rather life. We?ve tried 
to eliminate their visible leaders, buy them, seduce them.

- And?

- Not only have we not succeeded, we haven?t even realized that the bigger problem is the 
invisible leaders.

- OK, let?s find them.

- We already found them, sir.

- And?

- They?re everyone, sir

- What do you mean, everyone?

- Yes, everyone. That was one of the messages they sent on the day the world ended. We 
managed to keep the media from talking about it, but I think that we can say it here 
without fearing that someone else will find out. They used a code so that we would 
understand: he who is on the stage is the leader.[3]

- What!? 40,000 leaders?

- Err? sir, excuse me, those are the ones we saw, you?d have to add in the many more that 
we didn?t see.

- Then buy them! I imagine we have enough money ? he adds, addressing the guest with the 
place card that says ?non-Automated Teller Machine.?

The so-called ATM begins to stammer:

- Well, sir, we?d have to sell off a State asset, but we don?t really have anything anymore.

The lackey interrupts:

- Sir, we?ve tried.

- And?

- They?re not for sale.

- Then convince them.

- They don?t understand what we say to them. And to tell you the truth, we don?t 
understand what they say, either. They talk about dignity, freedom, justice, democracy?

- Ok, then we?ll act like they don?t exist. That way they?ll die of hunger, curable 
diseases, a good media blackout, no one will even notice until it?s too late. That?s it, 
let?s kill them with oblivion.

The guest who bears a striking resemblance to a chupa-cabras makes a sign of approval. The 
man thanks him for the gesture.

- But sir, there?s a problem.

- Which is?

- Even if we ignore them, they insist on continuing to exist. Without our charity, sorry, 
what I meant is without our help, they built schools, they made the land productive, they 
built clinics and hospitals, they improved their homes and their diets, they lowered crime 
rates, they did away with alcoholism. And not only did they prohibit the production, 
distribution, and consumption of narcotics, they raised their life expectancy and theirs 
is almost equal to that of big cities.

- Oh, so it?s still higher in the cities ? content, the man smiles.

- No, sir, when I said ?almost? I meant that theirs is higher. The life expectancy in the 
cities went down thanks to your predecessor?s strategy, sir.

Everyone turns to look with mockery and reproach at the man with the blue tie.

- You?re saying that those rebels live better than those who sell out to us?

- Absolutely, sir. But you don?t have to worry about that, we?ve initiated an ad hoc media 
campaign to put a lid on it.

- And?

- The problem is that neither they nor our people watch television, or read our media, or 
have Twitter, or Facebook, or even a cell phone signal. They know that they?re better off 
and our people know they?re worse off.

The guest with the place card that says ?modern left? rises to her feet:

- Sir, if you?ll allow me. With the new program called Solid?sorry, I meant to say 
?National Crusade??[4]

The lackey impatiently interrupts:

- Enough, Chayo[4], don?t start with another one of your speeches for the media. All of us 
agree that the main enemy is those damn Indians and not the other unmentionable. We have 
that one good and infiltrated and completely fenced in by people who belong to this man here.

The man with the ?chupa cabras? place card nods with satisfaction and gratefully accepts 
the pats on the back that nearby guests give him.

The lackey continues:

- But you and I and everyone else who is here knows that all of this about social programs 
is a lie, that it doesn?t matter how much money is invested, at the end of the bottleneck 
there?s nothing. Because everyone takes their cut. After the se?or, with all due respect, 
you take a big chunk, everyone else here does, too, and then the governors, the heads of 
the military zones, the local legislatures, the mayors, the commissioners, the leaders, 
those in charge, the cashiers, so little or nothing is left over for those below.

The man intervenes:

- Well we have to do something fast, because if we don?t, the Ruler will look for other 
overseers and you are all well aware, ladies and gentlemen, of what that means: 
unemployment, ridicule, and maybe even jail or exile.

The person marked ?chupa cabras? shudders and makes an affirmative gesture.

- And it is urgent, because if those Indians with the cracked feet? (the man?s daughter 
makes an expression of disgust, the woman sits there, suddenly indisposed, and turns so 
green that, well, forget about the Green Lantern). The woman leaves, saying something 
about a pregnancy.[6]

The man goes on:

- If those fucking Indians unite, we?ll have serious problems because?

- Ahem, ahem, sir ? the lackey interrupts.

- Yes?

- I?m afraid there?s a bigger problem, that is, worse, sir.

- Bigger? Worse? What could be worse than an Indian insurrection?

- Well, if they reached an agreement with the others, sir.

- The Others? Who are they?

- Hmm? let me see? OK, well, peasants, workers, the unemployed, youth, students, teachers, 
employees, women, men, the elderly, professionals, fags and dykes, punks, Rastafarians, 
skaters, rappers, hip-hop artists, rockers, metal heads, chauffeurs, tenant farmers, NGOs, 
street vendors, crews, races, hood rats, plebes?

- Enough! I get it? I think.

The lackeys look at each other with a knowing smile.

- Where are the leaders we bought? Where are the ones we?ve convinced that the solution to 
everything is to be like us?

- They?re believing them less and less, sir. They have less and less control over their 
people.

- Look for someone to buy! Offer them money, trips, television programs, candidacies, 
seats in congress, governments! But above all money, a lot of money!

- We?re doing that, sir, but? ? the lackey looks doubtful.

- And? ? the man prods him on.

- We find more and more?

- Magnificent! More money is needed then?

- Sir, what I mean is that we find more and more who won?t sell out.

- Terror, then?

- Sir, there?s more and more who aren?t afraid of us, or if they are, they have it under 
control.

- Deception?

- Sir, more and more think for themselves.

- We have to finish off all of them, then!

- Sir, if we make everyone disappear, we would disappear, too. Who would sow the land, who 
would run the machines, who would work in the corporate media, who would serve us, who 
would fight in our wars, who would praise us?

- Then we have to convince them that we are as important as they are.

- Sir, not only are more and more people realizing that we?re not necessary, it appears 
that the Ruler is doubting our usefulness, and by ?our? I mean all of us.

The guests sitting at the man?s table shift uncomfortable in their seats.

- Well then?

- Sir, while we look for another solution, because the ?Pact?[7] didn?t work at all, and 
seeing that we have to avoid the embarrassment of once again hiding out in a bathroom[8], 
we?ve acquired something better: a ?panic room!?[9]

The guests stand up and applaud. The all crowd around the machine. The man gets in and 
takes the controls.

The lackey nervously warns him:

-Sir, just be careful you don?t hit the ?eject? button.

-This one?

- Nooooooooooo!

The make-up artists and puppeteers run to provide first aid.

The lackey addresses one of the cameramen who recorded everything:

- You have to erase that part? And tell the Ruler to get a replacement doll ready. This 
one always needs resetting.

The guests straighten their ties and skirts, comb their hair, cough, trying to draw 
attention. The the cameras? clicks and flashes overshadow everything?

(to be continued?)

From any corner of any world.

Sup Marcos.
Planet Earth.
January 2013.

Information from Report #69 of the Autonomous Intelligence Service (SIA in its Spanish 
abbreviation) regarding what was heard and seen in an ultra-arch-extremely-hyper secret 
meeting which took place in Mexico City, in the backyard of the United States, latitude 
19? 24? N, longitude 99? 9? W. Date: a few hours ago. Classification: eyes only. 
Recommendation: do not make this document public because they?ll burn us alive. Note: send 
more pozol because El?as[10] drank it all when someone shouted: ?Eat while there?s lots of 
food!? and he?s skanking to the Nana Pancha cover of the Tijuana No song ?Transgresores de 
la Ley? [Law Breakers]. Yes, the song is cool, but it?s tough to go in the mosh pit 
because El?as is wearing steel-toed boots.

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Listen to and watch the video the accompanies this text:



?Luna Negra? [Black Moon]. Lyrics by Arcadio Hidalgo. Scored and played by Los Cojolites. 
The other son jarocho. ?A zapatearle en el fandango raza![11]



?En esta tierra que me vio nacer? [On this land where I was born] with MC LOKOTER. 
Greetings to the Other Zumpango [town in Mexico State]. Production and photography: Joana 
L?pez. Directed and edited by: Ricardo Santill?n. Production: BLASJOY DESIGNER. Year 2012. 
Note: An MC is something like a DJ with noble feelings and cool words, but with a hip-hop 
rhythm. Rap!



?Transgresores de la ley? by Tijuana No, covered by Nana Pancha on their album ?Flores 
para los muertos? [Flowers for the dead]. Every time Tijuana No played this song, they 
dedicated it to the EZLN, even when the Zaps weren?t fashionable. Greetings and a big hug 
to those who never forgot us. Skaaaaaaaaaaaaa! Everybody jump!

Translator?s Notes:

The ?Ruler? is the United States government, ?the man? (el se?or) is current president 
Enrique Pe?a Nieto, ?chupacabras? is former president Carlos Salinas, and the ?man with 
the blue tie? is former president Felipe Calder?n.

1 The Mexican military salute looks a lot like the Nazi German military salute.

2 The chupacabras is a mythical Mexican vampire beast that sucks the blood out of goats. 
It was allegedly invented by Carlos Salinas to distract people?s attention from the fact 
that he was running the country into the ground.

3 Referring to the December 21, 2012, mobilization in which 40,000 Zapatistas took to the 
streets in silence. The Zapatista communique released that day stated: ?Did you hear? It 
is the sound of their world crumbling. It is the sound of our world resurging.?

4 ?Solidaridad? (Solidarity) was a public works program initiated by Carlos Salinas, who 
is Enrique Pe?a Nieto?s godfather and widely considered to be the latter?s puppet master. 
So it was no surprise when Pe?a Nieto recently announced his new campaign, the National 
Crusade Against Hunger and Poverty, to which the Zapatistas responded with the middle finger.

5 Chayo is a nickname for a woman named Rosario, in this case referring to Rosario Robles, 
the head of Sedesol, Mexico?s Social Development Agency, which is responsible for 
implementing the National Crusade. Here she?s referred to as the ?modern left? because she 
defected from the center-left Democratic Revolution Party (PRD) to join the Institutional 
Revolutionary Party (PRI), which currently rules Mexico.

6 Mexican indigenous people who live in rural areas often have cracked feet because they 
walk barefoot. During the presidential campaign, Enrique Pe?a Nieto?s daughter retweeted a 
tweet from her boyfriend referring to her father?s critics as ?a bunch of idiots? and 
?proles.?

7 When Enrique Pe?a Nieto took office, he announced a ?Pact for Mexico? that would 
supposedly solve the country?s problems. Not many people were particularly impressed.

8 During the presidential campaign, Pe?a Nieto was confronted by student protesters at the 
private Ibero-American University? so he hid in a bathroom. The Ibero protest sparked the 
massive #YoSoy132 student movement.

9 Panic rooms are being constructed in some Mexican courthouses to protect judges.

10 Comandante El?as Contreras is the EZLN?s head of intelligence. Pozol is a corn drink 
popular in Chiapas and Tabasco, the two states with confirmed Zapatista presence.

11 Son Jarocho is a folksy musical genre from Veracruz. Zapatear is how one dances to son 
jarocho; it involves stomping on a wooden platform in hard-soled shoes to make noise. 
Fandango is a Son Jarocho dance party.


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Part IV ? The Pains From Below

January 2013.

How many times have the cops stopped us on the street for the crime of ?having a 
suspicious face? or a mohawk, and then after a beating and extortion they let us go?

?Repression and Criminalizatoin,? Anarchist Black Cross-Mexico. January 2013.

- And [what do you say] to the young people who see you as a hero and an example of a 
person who has been unjustly punished by a repressive system?

- That I?m not a hero. That every one of the young people who hit the streets every day to 
organize and change this unjust society and this economic and political system are heroes. 
They organize, they defend themselves? That they shouldn?t be afraid, that fear is going 
to change sides ?

Alfonso Fern?ndez, detained in prison after N14 in the Spanish State, interviewed by 
Shangay Lily in Kaos en la Red. January 2013.[1]

?An enemy is needed to give the people hope. (?) That said, the feeling of identity is 
based in the hatred of those who aren?t the same. It is necessary to cultivate hate as a 
civil passion. The enemy is the people?s friend. They need someone to hate so that they 
feel justified in their own misery. Always. Hatred is the true primordial passion.?

Umberto Eco, The Prague Cemetery.

Where and when did the violence start?

Let?s see.

In front of a mirror, on any calendar, and in any geography?

Imagine that you are different from everyone else.

Imagine that you are something very other.

Imagine that you have a certain skin or hair color.

Imagine that they look down on you and make fun of you, that they persecute you, that they 
jail you, that they kill you because of it, for being different.

Imagine that since the day you were born, the system has repeatedly told you that you are 
something weird, abnormal, sick, that you should be sorry for who you are and, after 
blaming it on bad luck or divine justice, you should do everything you can to change this 
?factory defect.?


Juan Francisco "Kuy" Kuykendall

And of course, look, we have a product that easily works w-o-n-d-e-r-s with congenital 
defects. This way of thinking relieves rebelliousness and that annoying complaining about 
everything. This cream changes skin color. This hair dye gives you a fashionable shade. 
This course about ?how to win friends and be popular on the internet? gives you everything 
you need to be a modern person. This treatment will give you your youth back. This DVD 
will show you how to act at the table, on the street, at work, in bed, during illegal 
muggings (robbers), during legal muggings (banks, government officials, elections, legally 
established businesses), at social gatherings? what? Oh, they don?t invite you to social 
gatherings? ? OK, it also tells you how to make it so they do invite you. In short, here 
you will know the secret of how to succeed in life. Leave Lady Gaga and Justin Bieber in 
the dust on Twitter with your number of followers! It includes a mask of your choosing. We 
have them all! Even a CSG [Carlos Salinas de Gortari] mask? OK, OK, OK, that was a bad 
example, but we do have one for any need. So they won?t look at you with disgust anymore! 
So they no longer call you a degenerate, Indian, prole, black, region 4, zombie, 
zapatistaphile!

Imagine that, in spite of all your efforts and good deeds, you can?t seem to hide your 
skin or hair color.

Now imagine that a campaign is launched to eliminate all of those who are like you.


Uriel Sandoval

It?s not that there?s an event to kick it off, or a law that establishes it, but you 
realize that the whole system starts to work against you, and against people like you. The 
whole society turns into a machine whose goal is to annihilate you.

First there?s looks of disapproval, disgust, distain. Then there?s the insults, attacks. 
Then there?s detainees, deportees, prisoners. Then there?s cadavers here and there, legal 
and illegal. Finally there?s an actual campaign, the machine at full capacity, to make you 
and all those who are like you disappear. The identity of those who make up society is 
maintained through hatred towards you. Your crime? Being different.

-*-

You still don?t see it?

OK, imagine that you are? (use masculine, feminine, or other pronouns, depending on the case).


Celedonio Prudencio Monroy
An indigenous person in a country dominated by foreigners. A flock of military helicopters 
is headed toward your lands. The press will say that the wind farm occupation impedes the 
reduction of pollution or that the jungle is being destroyed. ?The eviction was necessary 
to reduce global warming,? says the Interior Minister.

A black man in a nation dominated by whites. A WASP judge is going to sentence him. The 
jury found him guilty. Amongst the evidence presented by the prosecutor is an analysis of 
his skin color.

A Jew in Nazi Germany. The Gestapo officer stares at him. The next day the official report 
will say that the human race has been purified.

A Palestinian in present-day Palestine. The Israeli army?s missile is aimed at the school, 
hospital, neighborhood, house. Tomorrow the media will say that they took out military 
targets.

An immigrant on the other side of any border. The border patrol approaches. The next day 
there won?t be anything about it in the news.

A priest, nun, layperson who sided with the poor, in the middle of the Vatican?s opulence. 
The Cardinal?s sermon is against those who meddle in worldly affairs.


Adri?n Javier Gonz?lez Villarreal

A street vendor in an exclusive mall in an exclusive residential zone. A truck full of 
riot police parks. ?We defend free trade,? the government delegate will declare.

A woman by herself, day or night, on public transportation full of men. A small tick in 
the ?gender violence? statistics. The cop will say: ?it?s that sometimes they provoke them.?

A gay by himself, day or night, on public transportation full of machos. A small tick in 
the ?homophobic violence? statistics.

A sex worker on a strange street and someone else?s corner? a squad car pulls up. ?The 
government is cracking down on white slavery,? the press will say.

A punk, a Rastafarian, a rudeboy, a cholo, a metal head, on the street at night? another 
squad card approaches. ?We?re putting a stop to antisocial behavior and vandalism,? says 
the elected official.


Cruz Morales Calder?n

A graffiti artist ?tagging? the World Trade Center? another squad car pulls up. ?We?ll do 
everything necessary in order to have a beautiful and attractive city for tourism,? says 
some official.

A communist at a right-wing fascist party meeting. ?We?re against the totalitarianism that 
has done so much damage around the world,? says the party president.

An anarchist in a communist party meeting. ?We are against the petit bourgeois deviations 
that have done so much damage to the global revolution,? says the party?s chairman.

A segment from the ?31 minutos? news broadcast on the CNN news ticker. Tulio Trivi?o and 
Juan Carlos Bodoque look at each other, disturbed, but they don?t say anything. [2]

An alternative band trying to sell its CD at a concert starring Lady Gaga, Madonna, Justin 
Bieber, whoever comes after them. The cops approach. The fans scream like crazy.


Juvencio Lascurain

An artist performing traditional indigenous dances outside of the great cultural center 
where the (yes-gala-invitation-only-we?re-sorry-ma?am-you?re-getting-in-the-way) Bolshoi 
ballet company is performing. Security proceeds to reestablish calm.

An old man in a meeting chaired by Japanese finance minister Taro Aso (he studied at 
Stanford and just a little while ago asked that the elderly ?hurry up and die already? 
because it?s really expensive to keep them alive). Social spending is cut even further.

An Anonymous criticizing a Microsoft-Apple shareholders meeting about copyrights. ?A 
dangerous hacker behind bars,? the media will say.

A young Mapuche who, in Chile, demands his ancestors? territory as he watches the 
olive-green offensive roll in with tanks and carabi?eros. The bullet that fatally wounds 
him in the back will not be punished.


Mat?as Valent?n Catrileo Quezada

A youngster and/or student or unemployed worker at a military-police-civil
guard-carabi?ero checkpoint. The last thing he heard? ?Shoot!?

An indigenous Nahua in the offices of a transnational mining company. Men in uniforms 
kidnap him. ?We?re investigating,? say respective governments.

A dissident in front of a grey metal fence that?s been erected, while on the other side 
the Mexican political class bites their tongues about yet another imposition. He?s hit 
with a rubber bullet that causes him to lose an eye or break his skull. ?It?s called 
uniting for the good of the country. It?s time to put the bickering behind us,? say the 
talking heads on the news.


Francisco S?ntiz L?pez

A peasant in front of an army of lawyers and police hearing that the land that he works, 
where his parents, grandparents, great-grandparents, and so on were born and grew up, now 
belongs to a real estate company, and that you?re depriving the poor businessmen of 
something that legally belongs to them. Jail.

Someone who opposes the electoral fraud sees how 40 thieves and their boot-lickers are 
exonerated. The mockery: ?We?ve got to turn over a new page and look forward.?

A man or woman approaches to see what all the ruckus is about and is suddenly surrounded 
by law enforcement. While they shove, beat, and kick her or him as they take her to the 
squad car, you manage to see that a well-known television channel?s cameras are pointed 
somewhere else.

An indigenous Zapatista in the bad government?s (PRI-PAN-PRD-PT-MC) jail for years.[3] He 
reads in the newspaper: ?Why did the EZLN reappear now that the PRI has returned to power? 
Very suspicious.?

-*-

Are you still with us?

Now?

Do you feel with certainty that you?re out of place?

Do you feel the fear from being ignored, insulted, beaten, mocked, humiliated, raped, 
imprisoned, murdered just because of who you are

Do you feel the impotence of not being able to do anything to avoid it, to defend 
yourself, to be heard?

Do you curse the moment that you went to that place, the day you were born, the hour you 
began to read this text?

-*-

Several of the aforementioned examples have names, calendars, and geographies:

Juan Francisco Kuykendall Leal. The compa ?Kuy,? adherent to the Other Campaign, 
professor, thespian, director. Skull smashed open on December 1, 2012, by a shot from ?law 
enforcement.? He planned to do a play about Enrique Pe?a Nieto.

Jos? Uriel Sandoval D?az. Young student at the Autonomous University of Mexico City and 
member of the Student Struggle Committee. He lost an eye in the repression on December 1, 
2012, as a result of a ?law enforcement? attack. He was planning to resist the imposition 
of Enrique Pe?a Nieto.

Celedonio Prudencio Monroy. Indigneous Nahua. Kidnapped on October 23, 2012 by ?law 
enforcement.? He was planning to resist the plundering of Nahua lands by mining companies 
and loggers.

Adri?n Javier Gonz?lez Villareal. Young student at the National Autonomous University of 
Nuevo Leon?s Mechanical and Electrical Engineering Department in Mexico, murdered in 
January 2013 by ?law enforcement.? He was planning to graduate and become a successful 
professional.

Cruz Morales Calder?n and Juvencio Lascurain. Peasants taken prisoner in Veracruz, 
2010-2011, by ?law enforcement.? They were planning on resisting the plundering of their 
lands by real estate companies.

Mat?as Valent?n Catrileo Quezada. Young indigenous Mapuche, murdered on January 3, 2008, 
in Chile, Latin America, by ?law enforcement.? He was planning on resisting the plundering 
of Mapuche land by the government, estate owners, and transnational companies.

Francisco S?ntiz L?pez, indigenous Zapatista, unjustly imprisoned by ?law enforcement.? He 
was planning on resisting the government counterinsurgency campaign of [former Chiapas 
governor] Juan Sabines Guerrero and [former president] Felipe Calder?n Hinojosa.

-*-

Now? don?t despair, we?re almost done?

Now imagine that you aren?t afraid, or you are but you get it under control.

Imagine that you go and, in front of the mirror, not only do you not hide anything or 
cover up your difference with makeup, and instead you emphasize it.

Imagine that you turn your difference into a shield and weapon, you defend yourself, you 
find others like you, you organize, you resist, you struggle, and without even realizing 
it, you go from ?I?m different? to ?we?re different.?

Imagine that you don?t hide behind ?maturity? and ?good judgement,? behind ?now is not the 
time,? ?the conditions aren?t right,? ?we have to wait,? ?it?s useless,? ?there?s no way 
to fix it.?

Imagine that you don?t sell out, that you don?t give up, that you don?t give in.

Can you imagine it?

OK, well even though neither we nor you know it yet, we?re part of a ?we? that?s bigger 
and has yet to be built.

(to be continued?)

From any corner of any world.

SupMarcos.
Planet Earth.
January 2013.

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Listen and watch the video that accompanies this text:

?Born Free? by M.I.A. (Mathangi ?Maya? Arulpragasam). Video director: Romain Gavras (son 
of Costa Gavras). Photography: Andr? Chemetoff. Produced by: Mourad Belkeddar. Executive 
Producer: Gaetan Rousseau / Paradoxal. This video was censored by YouTube due to its content.

?Burnin? an Lootin? by Bob Marley. Video is the beginning of ?La Haine? (?The Hatred?), 
written and directed by Mathieu Kassovitz, 1995. Subtitles in Spanish.

Translator?s Notes:

1 N14: the November 14, 2012, general strike called by Spanish unions.

2 31 Minutos is a Chilean mock news program anchored by puppets. Trivi?o and Boduque are 
puppets on the show.

3 PRI = Institutional Revolution Party; PAN = rightwing National Action Party; PRD = 
center-left Democratic Revolution Party; PT = Workers? Party, a front for the PRI; MC = 
Movimiento Ciudadano, a PRD splinter party. Marcos mentions all of the major political 
parties, even the so-called leftist parties, because the Zapatistas oppose all of them. 
The PRD ruled Chiapas for years, and during that time the government and PRD party members 
attacked the Zapatistas (frequently physically) just as the other parties had done.

Listen to and watch the videos that accompany this text:
http://roarmag.org/2013/01/them-and-us-subcomandante-marcos