From a
Guardian review.
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Opening remarks at the First Intercontinental Encuentro For Humanity and Against Neoliberalism, July 27, 1996
Chiapas, Mexico
Brothers and sisters of Asia, Africa,
Oceania, Europe and America,
Welcome to the mountains of the
Mexican Southeast.
Let us introduce ourselves.
We are the Zapatista National Liberation Army.
For 10 years, we lived in these mountains, preparing to fight a war.
In these mountains, we built an army.
Below, in the cities and plantations, we did not exist.
Our lives were worth less than those of machines or animals.
We were like stones, like weeds in the road.
We were silenced.
We were faceless.
We were nameless
We had no future.
We did not exist.
For the powers that be, known internationally by the term "neoliberalism",
we did not count,
we did not produce,
we did not buy,
we did not sell.
We were a cipher in the accounts of big capital.
Then we went to the mountains to find ourselves and see if we could ease the pain of being forgotten like stones and weeds.
Here, in the mountains of the Mexican Southeast, our dead live on.
Our dead, who live in the mountains, know many things.
They speak to us of their death, and we hear them.
Coffins speak and tell us another story, that comes from yesterday and points to tomorrow.
The mountains spoke to us, the Macehualob, we common and ordinary people.
We are simple people, as Power tells us.
The kaz-dzul , the false man, rules our lands and has giant war machines,
like the boob, half-puma and half-horse,
that spread pain and death among us.
The trickster government sends us the aluxob ,
the liars who fool our people and make them forgetful.
This is why we became soldiers.
This is why we remain soldiers.
Because we want no more death and trickery for our people,
because we want no more forgetting.
The mountain told us to take up arms so we would have a voice.
It told us to cover our faces so we would have a face.
It told us to forget our names so we could be named.
It told us to protect our past so we would have a future.
Brothers and sisters:
We have invited you to this meeting to seek for and find yourselves and us.
You have all touched our hearts, and you can see we are not special.
You can see we are simple and ordinary men and women.
You can see we are the rebellious mirror that wants to be a pane of glass and break.
You can see we are who we are so we can stop being who we are to become the you, who we are.
We are the Zapatistas.