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"I know Escampo; a small village with proud people who barely survive."
"You claim you'll end poverty in Mexico. The President is most interested in your programs."
"Is that why he sent you?" Topiltzin asked.
Rivas nodded. "He wishes to open a line of communication. "
There was silence as a grim smile crossed Topiltzin's features. "A shrewd man. Because of my country's economic collapse he knows my movement will sweep the ruling Partido Revolutionary Institutional out of office, and he fears an upheaval in U.S. and Mexican relations. So he plays both ends against the middle."
"I can't read the President's mind."
"He will soon learn the great majority of Mexican people are finished with being doormats for the ruling class and wealthy. They are sick of political fraud and corruption. They are tired of digging garbage in the slums. They will suffer no more."
"By building a utopia from the dust of the Aztecs?"
"Your own nation would do well to return to the ways of your founding fathers."
"The Aztecs were the biggest butchers in the Americas. To fashion a modern government on ancient barbarian beliefs is . . ." Rivas paused.
He almost said "idiotic." Instead, he pulled back and said, "naive."
Topiltzin's round face tensed and his hands worked compulsively. "You forget, it was the Spanish conquistadors who slaughtered our common ancestors."
"Spain could say the same about the Moors, which would hardly justify restoring the Inquisition."
"What does your President want from me?"
"Merely peace and prosperity in Mexico," replied Rivas, holding the line. "And a promise you will not steer a course toward Communism."
"I am not a Marxist. I detest Communists as much as he does. No armed guerrillas exist among my followers."
"He'll be glad to hear it."
"Our new Aztec nation will attain greatness once the criminally wealthy, the corrupt officials, and present government and army leaders are sacrificed."
Rivas wasn't sure he interpreted right. "You're talking about the execution of thousands of people."
"No, Mr. Rivas, I'm talking sacrificial victims for our revered gods, Quetzalcoad, Huitzilopochtli, Tezcatlipoca."
Rivas looked at him, not comprehending. "Sacrificial victims?"
Topiltzin did not reply.
Rivas, staring at the stoic face, suddenly knew. "No!" he burst out.
"You can't be serious."
"Our country will again be known by its Aztec name of Tenochtitian,"
Topiltzin continued impassively. "We shall be a religious state.
Nahuatl will become our official language. Population will be brought under control by stern measures. Foreign industries will be the property of the state. Only the native born can be allowed to live within our borders. All others will be expelled from the country."
Rivas was stunned. He sat white-faced, listening in silence.
Topiltzin went on without pause. "No more goods are to be purchased from the United States nor will you be allowed to buy our oil. Our debts to world banks will be declared null and void, and all foreign assets confiscated. I also demand the return of our lands in California, Texas, New Mexico and Arizona. To ensure this return I intend to turn loose millions of my people across the border."
Topiltzin's threats were nothing short of frightening. Rivas's distraught mind could not conceive the terrible consequences.
