IT IS NO use; borders haven't worked, and they won't work, not
now, as the indigenous people of the Americas reassert their kinship
and solidarity with one another. A mass migration is already under
way; its roots are not simply economic. The Uto-Aztecan languages
are spoken as far north as Taos Pueblo near the Colorado border,
all the way south to Mexico City. Before the arrival of the Europeans,
the indigenous communities throughout this region not only conducted
commerce; the people shared cosmologies, and oral narratives about
the Maize Mother, the Twin Brothers, and their grandmother, Spider
Woman, as well as Quetzalcoatl, the benevolent snake. The great
human migration within the Americas cannot be stopped; human beings
are natural forces of the earth, just as rivers and winds are
natural forces.
Deep down the issue is simple: the so-called Indian Wars from
the days of Sitting Bull and Red Cloud have never really ended
in the Americas. The Indian people of southern Mexico, of Guatemala,
and those left in El Salvador, too, are still fighting for their
lives and for their land against the cavalry patrols sent out
by the governments of those lands. The Americas are Indian country,
and the "Indian problem" is not about to go away.
One evening at sundown, we were stopped in traffic at a railroad
crossing in downtown Tucson while a freight train passed us, slowly
gaining speed as it headed north to Phoenix. In the twilight I
saw the most amazing sight: dozens of human beings, mostly young
men, were riding the train; everywhere, on flatcars, inside open
boxcars, perched on top of boxcars, hanging off ladders on tank
cars and between boxcars. I couldn't count fast enough, but I
saw 50 or 60 people headed north. They were dark young men, Indian
and mestizo; they were smiling and a few of them waved at us in
our cars. I was reminded of the ancient story of Aztlán,
told by the Aztecs but known in other Uto-Aztecan communities
as well. Aztlán is the beautiful land to the north, the
origin place of the Aztec people. I don't remember how or why
the people left Aztlán to journey farther south, but the
old story says that one day, they will return.
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