viernes, 24 de junio de 2011

Balam IX



Llovía.
Era una lluvia pertinaz y cruda, de esas que sólo pueden suceder en Ciudad de México. Constante, sucia, gris más allá del gris del cielo.
Como si llovieran cenizas.
Estaba parado detrás del ventanal del balcón. Pensaba. Aunque, no. En realidad, recordaba.
La vida estaba hecha de jirones de escenas y momentos vividos antes: la casa paterna, con su pasillo una vez lleno de helechos y macetas y luego derruido por la soledad, por la falta de interés; la neblina en aquella escuela donde cursó su primer año de universidad; los días de sol radiante cuando ella estaba con él; luego… de nuevo la lluvia de una tarde en que se reunió con ella, sonriente, esperando un reencuentro y en que se dio de frente conque que ella se sentaba como una adolescente en las piernas de ese otro venido del pasado, de un pasado que no era el suyo.
El dolor, la vergüenza, el alcohol, el vómito, el dolor, el sentirse excluido de esa vida que pretendió compartir y que se le negaba.
Encendió un cigarrillo. Y recordó: si no fuera porque no podía dejar de fumar, bien podría dejar de fumar. Pero eso lo leyó en una novela policiaca y cayó en la cuenta que jamás había hecho nada original. Claro (se consoló): la vida está hecha de jirones de…
Pero el nombre de ese tipo le regresaba a la cabeza como un insulto (él lo sentía como un insulto), repetitivo, soez, vulgar, ni siquiera un nombre de verdad, sólo un apócope.
A lo lejos sonó una sirena. Estaba harto.
Caminó hacia su cama y trató de dormir.
Aunque sabía, por experiencia, que sería inútil.

jueves, 16 de junio de 2011

Como disculpa...




He de decir que antes me preguntaba: Por qué no hay comentarios en el blog, si tengo suficientes visitantes a los posts? Obviamente, la respuesta es que los comentarios estaban esperando moderación.
Una vez que he descubierto esto de la regulación de comentarios, voy a publicar todo lo que no sea publicidad, anuncios eróticos, promociones para hacer crecer el pene, suplementos alimenticios y páginas pornográficas (no porque me molesten -que no lo hacen- sino porque esto tratando de que este sea un sitio serio), sean a favor o en contra (las dos opcines son bienvenidas) en pro de la pluralidad de opiniones.
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martes, 24 de mayo de 2011

The Punitive Mexican Expedition II

A brief review of a two-sided story

Expeditionary troops south the border


PART TWO

México es kafkiano,
no tenemos pa´ elegir.
Como Cristina Pacheco dijo:
aquí nos tocó vivir.
Salvador Vélez Rodríguez / Ricardo Marcos-Serna
(J)oda a la Revolución, fragment


(…) desde el momento en que un gobernante no respeta la ley, no tiene otra regla a qué sujetar sus actos sino a sus propias pasiones (…)
Francisco I. Madero


One can´t tell the story of these Revolutions without making time gaps between its chapters. A Revolution is not merely a social movement but a living being, an animal that feeds in haunted places, that drinks blood of the men dying in battles, that dreams of strategy, betrayal, loyalty, braveness and fear. Who said “War is politics continued by other means”?
The first ten years of 20th Century were harmful for Mexico. It´s Government ruled out by a tyrant during thirty years, society as fragmented as Congress, earthquakes both political and geological, drought, corn and bean production reduced, forced armed recruitment, famine, all of these things contributing to a rise of political opposition.[1] 
Madero crossed the American-Mexican border, briefly, on November 20th 1910. Hopping, perhaps, to see the country set in flames, he did found no more than a reduced group of men in the so called Ciudad Porfirio Díaz (today named Piedras Negras, Coahuila) and shortly after that returned to the USA and waited until February 14th 1911 when he crossed again southbound at Zaragoza Distrito Bravos, Chihuahua, and lead definitely the revolt until General Díaz resigned Presidency on May 25th 1911. 
Trough those 186 days, Mexico lived and starred the first Revolution of the century in the wide world. And was in this period of 186 days when Francisco Villa begun to gain a place in History. Graded as Captain on Revolutionary Army, Villa was subordinated to a chief (Máximo Castillo) that he did not consider other thing that inept and dumb. 
The Revolutionary Army faced a Federal Army in deplorable conditions: payless, hungry, barefoot in some cases, most of its troopers forced to be there and facing an irregular corps of well motivated men that gained confidence as they gained terrain, as they took towns and cities, sometimes in a bloody way, sometimes –as in the case of Colima and Michoacán, without shooting a single bullet.

Young Federal soldier in a train station in México


But in towns they won by means of force some men did outstand as brave warriors, some as unsubordinated and some as proactive fighters. One of these battles was to become a milestone for the triumph of Revolution: the battle of Ciudad Juárez.
Madero and his Generals after the fall of Ciudad Juárez in the front of La Casa de Adobe.
Sit from left to right, Caranza; behind him, Villa. Left to Villa, Gustavo Madero. 

 Obviously important to survival of the near to end Revolution and essential for supplying and feeding the villista army in the next to come Revolution, Ciudad Juárez became a centerpiece in the revolutionary map.
In this absurd fight a touch of color: Máximo Castillo, one of maderista chiefs was stand aside Francisco I. Madero in the battle of Casas Grandes, prior to battle of Ciudad Juárez. They were losing the skirmish and bullet flied near to them. “Let´s lay down!” they say Castillo shouted. “No” Madero answered. “We´ll got dusty”.
On may 10th 1911 begun the siege of Ciudad Juárez under the menace of an American intervention if one single bullet cross into American territory (this absurd pretentious way of American Government), supported by the displacement of 20 thousand soldiers to the border region ordered by President Taft.
South of Ciudad Juárez at la Casa de Adobe, a rudimentary house turned into a Op-Center Command of revolutionary forces, Madero asked politely the surrender of the city.

In Federal Army camp, commanded by old General Juan N. Navarro, they received the request as a joke:



(…) ya sabemos que la gente de El Paso les está llevando uniformes, armas y lonches (…) Lo que deberían traerles son huevos que buena falta les hacen (…)



“I could not tolerate this” Villa said. But Madero prohibited any military action without his consent, partly because of stating his command before his troops and mostly because the American threat. Villa and Orozco decided to order their men incite a battle with federal soldiers (while both of them were at El Paso slurping ice cream). The men accomplished their mission involving federal troops in a firefight. When Madero was aware and asked Villa and Orozco for responsibilities, it was too late. Orozco and Villa, maybe smiling, shrugged and said: “Pos…”. “What are you going to do?” said Madero and ordered a full attack on Ciudad Juárez that finally fall down a day like this, May 21st, one hundred years ago just 9 miles from where I´m sitting now, writing these words. Four days after that General Díaz left Mexico in the boat Ypiranga, six months after that Madero swore as President of the Republic and three months after that he was killed in Mexico City.
Once Madero got to Mexico City on June 7th 1911 (that very morning an earthquake hit the Nation´s Capital), he summoned to general voting and won the Presidency against “official” candidate Francisco León de la Barra. On November 6th 1911, Madero protested as President and José María Pino Suárez as Vice-President.
President Madero and Vice-President Pino Suárez


Many of the veterans of maderista fights felt that Madero betrayed them ´cause they´re situation in the country was the same than before the Revolution and the so promised lands to come haven´t came yet. So, many of them rise in arms again, this time against the regime they helped to install. One of the leaders of that new Revolution was named Pascual Orozco, the man that incited the Ciudad Juárez combat aside Francisco Villa, the latest still loyal to Madero, fight against Orozco and his colorados. While this was happening along all the nation, Madero received the morning of February 9th 1913 with the notice of Generals Bernardo Reyes and Félix Díaz had been released from jail by General Manuel Mondragón and that they was leading a military coup d´etat against him. The Mexico City chief of gendarmerie, General Federico González Garza gathered in Presidency Residence, the Chapultepec castle, his forces and many cadets of the Military College to escort Madero all the way to Palacio Nacional where Bernardo Reyes, seditious General of the revolt, had just been killed by Government forces.
González Garza was injured and Madero had to replace him with General Victoriano Huerta.


 General Victoriano Huerta

From this moment and so on until Madero´s capture and dead, I can see a shocking parallelism between Francisco I. Madero and Salvador Allende fall in Chile´s military coup.
Madero needed a gendarmerie commander able to guide the defense of the City so, a military man was the better option and Madero chose Huerta ´cause of his military expertise. Allende in Chile did so with Augusto Pinochet even when Orlando Letelier (by the momento of the coup d´etat on September 11th 1973 he was the Defense Minister) tried to aware Allende about the imminent betray of Pinochet, asking Allende to kill him. In Mexico, sixty years before, Gustavo Madero tried to beware his brother Francisco about the imminent betray of Huerta, asking Madero to kill him.
None of both presidents listened to their advisors and both of them were betrayed by those whom cried before them on a pledge allegiance. Madero faced Huerta in Palacio Nacional and Huerta cried out he was loyal. Allende faced Pinochet in Palacio de la Moneda and Pinochet cried out he was loyal.
Up: Francisco and Gustavo Madero.
Down: Orlando Letelier and Salvador Allende


So, Madero was held prisoner in Palacio Nacional by General Aureliano Blanquet, an old military who commanded the firing squad that killed Maximiliano I de Habsburgo in the end of the Second French Intervention in Mexico. Madero was held prisoner with Vice-President Pino Suárez and General Felipe Ángeles, former chief of the Brigada de Artillería commanded by Pancho Villa. Madero and Pino Suárez were murdered in a dirty and dark street aside to Lecumberry jail. Ángeles was set free as a consideration to his military rank. Big mistake, indeed.

 In coat, Huerta. Two sides to his left is General Aureliano Blanquet


Retired to civil life in Chihuahua, General Francisco Villa went to México for Madero´s burial and cried on the coffin, possibly swearing for revenge. Back in northern Mexico, Villa rise the men who fought aside him against General Díaz and General Orozco and begun the campaign that will end with the constitution of the División del Norte. A regular, well organized and perfectly girt and incredibly mobile army of more than thirty thousand men and a similar number of horses, formed by near of fifty brigades in which, even in the smallest, the head was custodian of the power if his men.
So the División del Norte faced Huerta´s army aside the other Divisiones: that from Sonora under command of Álvaro Obregón and that of Coahuila under command of Venustiano Carranza. This man, the long white beard, the spectacles, the high boots, will become a center character in the future of Villa and the American invasion leaded by Pershing in 1916.


Venustiano Carranza, self-proclaimed "El primer Jefe", The First Chief


[1] Aguilar-Camín H, Meyer L, A la sombra de la Revolución Mexicana, Cal y Arena edit., México 1989

martes, 22 de febrero de 2011

Polígono de lectura (experimental)



A la comunidad del Blog.

Propongo ante los visitantes del blog crear un grupo de lectura en el que, por decisión de la mayoría de los que deseen participar, podamos poner un archivo en este sitio para que ustedes puedan descargarlo y leerlo y lo comentemos en conjunto, aportando cada uno sus opiniones sobre el libro en cuestión.
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miércoles, 9 de febrero de 2011

Balam VIII



 -No digas pendejadas… si esto fuera una novela se llamaría Los motivos de Clarice o alguna estupidez parecida.
Estaba en la calle Topacio, cerca de La Merced, ese barrio lleno de prostitutas aburridas y casas de bicicletas.
-No. Es un tipo que mata en serie. Todos los homicidios tienen cosas parecidas.
-Claro: los muertos.
-No seas simple. Hay algo más.
-¿Vas a comerte esto? –Le arrebató el vaso de fruta picada con chile.
Se levantó del cofre de la patrulla y empezó a andar sin esperar a ver si su compañero lo seguía. El otro lo alcanzó corriendo, los faldones de la camisa revoloteándole el cinto que hacía juego con las botas.
-¿Te han dicho que pareces policía judicial? –le preguntó con cierto interés.
-Nunca. ¿A ti te han dicho que pareces policía?
-Todos los días.
Con el sol brillando sobre sus cabezas se alejaron por entre los puestos de películas piratas y ropa barata.

sábado, 29 de enero de 2011

The Punitive Mexican Expedition

Brief review of a two-sided story


Patria, México, febrero veintitrés,
dejó Carranza pasar americanos;
dos mil soldados, doscientos aeroplanos,
buscando a Pancho Villa, queriéndolo matar.
Corrido Popular Mexicano

On we sweep with threshing oar,
our only goal will be the western shore.
Led Zeppelin
 Part One

          Mexican Revolution begun, officially, on November 20th 1910, at 1800 hours. A strange case of a Revolution with an exact date to begin,[1] cited by its promoter, Francisco Ygnacio Madero[2] in San Antonio, TX:
           
7th: the 20th day of November, from 6 P.M. hereinafter, all the Citizens of the Republic take up arms to throw from Power the authorities that actually govern it (Towns separated from communication routes should do it the Eve)[3]
  
          Madero, born in Coahuila, had powerful democratic convictions and wrote a book named The Presidential Succession in 1910, The National Democratic Party in which he did not only criticized General Porfirio Díaz´s regime, but promoted democracy as the only way to improve life conditions for the Mexican countrymen, for the moment, the gross of Mexican population. At January 1910, Madero arrived to Chihuahua making electoral campaign and meeting Abraham Pablo Ladislao González Casavantes, lead of Chihuahua´s anti-reelection movement. El Imparcial, Government official newspaper, published the next article in January 29th 1910:

THE FAMOUS MADERO´S TOUR. Chihauhua, January the 17th.- Completely unnoticed passed the presence of the so called “lead” of Anti-Reelection Party, Francisco I. Madero, who arrived this City yesterday morning from El Paso, TX. Here, as in Sonora and Sinaloa, Madero got a rounded failure in his political propaganda, such expected thing ´cause he lacks the capabilities necessary to carry on the task he has taken in his hands as if it was a sport;[4] as an orator, politician and writer, he´s a nullity. His famous book The Presidential Succession, filled with mistakes and contradictions, has been knackered in all its arguments by people capable that have analyzed it. The new “Messiah”, deeply disappointed for he´s lack of success, left today heading to his wine lands, where he probably stay in retirement, convinced he´s going nowhere.[5]

Francisco I. Madero,
Leader of Anti-Reelection Party
          It’s said that Madero and Villa meet for the first time there, but it might be a mistruth ‘cause Madero would damage his image meeting a notorious bandit in from northern México. 
          Madero had been part of Liberal Mexican Party of Flores Magón brothers since 1903, but separated from it founded the Mexican Anti-Reelection Centre, recruiting independent power people from almost all the states of the Republic facing the reyistas, supporters of General Bernardo Reyes, military man possibly the successor of Díaz in presidency. But Díaz, about to celebrate his 80th birthday on September 15th 1910, coincidently with National Independence anniversary, sent Bernardo Reyes in a negligible commission to Europe clearing his way to reelection. Reyistas, disappointed and headless, found in Madero´s movement their claim and added to his cause. This is probably the moment in that a political movement turned on an armed revolution: Madero´s party and the reyistas celebrated a national convention in México City, 1910, in which Francisco Madero and Francisco Vázquez Gómez formed the duo trying to get the Presidency. Díaz could not allow this people get the power and instrumented an insidious harassment campaign on them, leading to Madero being arrested aside to Roque Estrada, his speaker colleague at Monterrey, Nuevo León:

DON FRANCISCO I. MADERO WAS ARRESTED IN MONTERREY. Monterrey, June the 7th.- Last night at 11:30, moments in that Madero and other people were at train station ready to aboard and head North, he was arrested by Lieutenant Colonel Morelos Zaragoza, police general inspector, who made of Madero´s knowledge that he was being arrested ´cause of the responsibility derived of constant calls he had made to people to rebellion and following a Federal Judge order. Mister Madero was immediately taken to police station where he was briefly held prisoner while he was sent to County Jail, where he´s since.[6]

General Porfirio Díaz Mori, Mexican President from
November-December 1876, February 1877-November 1880 and
December 1884-May 1911
          
         After that, Madero was sent to San Luis Potosí and held prisoner restricted to City limits. Díaz instrumented in October a pantomime to send Madero to Jail and instructed Colonel Samuel García Cuéllar, in México City, to telegraph San Luis Military garrison orders to re-arrest Madero. The telegrapher, José H. Portillo, maderista at the time, sent the message to San Luis where the receiver telegrapher, Rubén Durán, another maderista, warned Madero. He sneaked from the city on October 5th, heading the border and reaching San Antonio, TX, where he was received by the anti-reelection party adepts and promulgated, the so called Plan de San Luis Potosí. In the northern side of the Border, Madero´s people moved frenetically to get weapons and money to support the fight they were about to begin. 
          Here is a glimpse of the emerging involvement of some Americans in the saga of the revolution.
          As I said in the beginning, Mexican revolution was dated to begin at November the 20th but, as a matter of fact, it began seven days before, when Toribio Ortega Ramírez, Cuchillo Parado, Chihuahua´s anti-reelection leader knew of the movement of Federal Army troops moving to his hometown and made a revolt in this little sierra city and head the mountains immediately.[7]

General Toribio Ortega Ramírez
The first skirmish of the Mexican Revolution 
was led by this man in Cuchillo Parado, Chihuahua

          It was in Chihuahua Sate, cradle of Revolution, where Villa had his putative hometown. Would it be pretentious to ask –retoricaly, who was Pancho Villa and after made a circumspect apology of the motifs pushed him to do what he did? Sure it would. It will be as pretentious as calling an expedition “punitive”, the castigadora. It would be as pretentious to do that as it would be to pigeonhole Villa´s role in the Mexican Robin Hood paper that most of people know, stereotyped by movies and official history in both sides of the Mexican-American border. Villa was not a social bandit, nor an avenger. He was a man that read between the lines of that war the chance of benefiting all people of his land, a territory that for Villa was everything: a little strip of the planet extending from Texan border cities to Mexico City, a place that, by the way, he didn´t like.[8]
          So, who was this Pancho Villa?

In San Juan del Río, at July 7th, 1878, before me, Jesús García Quiñones, Civil Judge, came Agustín Arango aside witnesses Gregorio Acevo and Ignacio Alvarado and stated that: June 5th by the afternoon was born in Río Grande a child to be named Doroteo, legitimate son of Agustín Arango and Micaela Arámbula and that his paternal grandparents are Antonio Arango and Faustina Vela and his maternal grandparents are Trinidad Arámbula and María de Jesús Álvarez, every single one neighbors of such place. So I, the stated judge, send to made the act that I read to the interested and witnesses named, whom agreed to its content and signed with me one of the witness not doing so the other. We give faith, Jesús Quiñones and Ignacio Alvarado, signs.[9]

          Villa´s father died or let his family when Doroteo was ten years old and the child assumed the debts his father let to his mother, working for López Negrete family, owners of the land and the destinies of the people of that shire. If we attend the legend, Doroteo was coming home (an adobe square in the middle of nowhere) when he found his mother embracing his little sister Martina, defending her from three men. Villa took a pistol belonging to a cousin of him and wounded López Negrete in a leg (not likely ´cause as demonstrated lately, Villa was a great shooter. A Villa´s historiographer named Nellie Campobello stated that her grandfather saw Villa once in an open country rifle contest: “There´s no doubt. Great one with the rifle, this Gorrachueca, this Pancho Villa”),[10] in 1894. So, Doroteo escaped to the sierra and begun his life of outlaw. This is the official version of the beginnings of Pancho Villa´s Legend.
          But this may lead to many pages of Villa´s early life. It is not the intention for this review.
          What we do know is that Villa couldn´t get the stability of most people in his time. Living in the sierras and being prisoner more than one time, Villa escaped from jail and the rifle wall more than once because of his luck and the intervention of his older brothers. He joined the gavilla (gang) of Ignacio Parra and Refugio Alvarado, the hunchback, by 1896: Hey, blondie (…) we know to steal and kill. We say this for you do not get scared.[11] Leaving Durango where his name was more notorious that he would want, Villa reached Chihuahua and tried to begun a “normal” life, running butchery. Trough these years, getting in and out of law, Villa got in contact with Abraham González. 

 Pancho Villa and his wife, in Chihuahua
 
           González was a rancher from Chihuahua and Villa took trades with him that soon became more than only commercial. Abraham saw Villa as a potential ally in his wide and deep relations with people in the state of Chihuahua. We must keep in mind that Villa raids along the south of the State let him with a great network of friends and compadres


Madero and other chiefs of the Revolution.
Immediately to Madero´s right, Abraham González, his arm resting in a partner´s shoulder

 Allow me to make a parenthesis. Villa had many wives, at least twenty seven, and twenty six sons and daughters. But he did not like too much weddings, but comrades, compadres. He knew that in Northern México, there´s nothing more important than fidelity. He did know that fidelity is important and that comrades and compadres are people you can count anytime. This is the way the División del Norte became the only regular army in the Mexican Revolutions. Let´s stand this clear.
Northern Division of the army was a hierarchy corps based in the power of the troops represented in one man. On dawn of September the 13th 1913, at Hacienda de La Loma, Durango, there was a meeting of regional commanders of the maderista factions of the Revolution. Every single one of those men (Pancho Villa, Toribio Ortega, Fidel Ávila, Trinidad Rodríguez, Agustín Estrada, Julián Granados, Feliciano Domínguez, Maclovio Herrera, Federico Chapoy, Ernesto García, Eulogio Ortíz, Luis Herrera, Tomás Urbina, José E. Rodríguez, Rodolfo Fierro, Pablo Seáñez, Petronilo Hernández, Orestes Pereyra, Calixto Contreras, Severino Ceniceros, Mateo Almanza, Uriel Loya, José Carrillo, Valente Ita, Máximo Mejía, Canuto Pérez, Bibiano Hernández, Pedro Favela, Eugenio Aguirre Benavides, Juan E. García, José Isabel Robles, Sixto Ugalde, Raúl Madero, Benjamín Yuriar, Máximo García, Juan Pablo Estrada, Santiago Ramírez, Mariano López, Canuto Reyes, Roque González Garza, Enrique Santos Coy and many others) represented a faction of the revolution, leading their region, their town, their men. They elected Villa as the head of the corps that shall, in the next months, fight against the traitors of Madero´s revolution. The Northern Division was a regular army corps represented by one man that owed everything to his people. That one man was Pancho Villa.
          But before this, Abraham González introduced Villa to Madero. Taibo II cites Silvestre Terrazas in these terms: suspicious as anyone, Villa went to the meeting in company of one of his more confident men, el tuerto (cause he was missing an eye) Domínguez, arriving at afternoon dawn, without finding Abraham. They waited in a wide door (…) after that, lead of regional Anti-Reelectionism arrived, saluting the ensarapados. Villa said: It was a dark room and we throw out our cuetes (pistols).[12]
          What did Madero said to Villa? We will never know, but Villa turned into a devote anti-reelectionism partidary. Enrique Krauze, Mexican historian, same as other historiographers, takes the easy way: they say that Villa saw in Madero a kind of redemption; other says that Villa saw in the Revolution a way to take his lewd instincts into a socially accepted way. They may be wrong, I think.
          So, Villa added himself to a Revolution that hadn´t even begun. 

 Francisco Villa



[1] Portilla S, Maderismo, Relatos e Historias en México, year 2, number 27, México, November 2010, pages 28-41
[2] Birth document of Madero says: Goberment of the State of Coahuila de Zaragoza, Birth of D. Francisco I. Madero, The Citizen Lic. Humberto Gómez Villareal, Major Officer (…) certifies that (…) Birth document number 2 of child FRANCISCO YGNACIO MADERO. At center.- At city of Parras de la Fuente, at twenty and seven days of January of one thousand eigth hundred and seventy four, at ten o’clock, came Mr. Don Francisco Madero, 24 yo, married, farmer and neighbor of Hacienda del Rosario from this Jurisdiction and said: since the 30th day of October from last year one thousand eight hundred and seventy three, did born in the house he lives in the same Hacienda a legitimate son from his and wife Doña Merced González, 19 yo, a child they’ve call FRANCISCO YGNACIO MADERO (…), from La página del Bicentenario, consulted at http://www.bicentenario.gob.mx on Jaunary 22nd, 2010
[3] Madero FI, Manifiesto a la Nación, Plan de San Luís Potosí, Mecanoscrito original con correcciones del Sr. Francisco I. Madero, Plan de San Luis, Documentos facsimilares, Institutional Revolutionary Party, Electoral National Commision, México, 1976, pages 3 and 4, cited from http://www.bibliotecas.tv/zapata/1910/plan.html, page 7, at January 22nd 2010
[4] In English in the original, note from author.
[7] Salmerón P, La Divisón del Norte, the land, the men and the history of a people´s army, Booklet, Planeta Mexicana editorial, México, 2006, page 128
[8] Taibo II, PI, Pancho Villa, a narrative biography, Planeta Mexicana editorial, México, 2006, page 10
[9] Caudet Yarza F, Pancho Villa, Great Illustrious Mexicans collection, Dastin S. L. editors, Madrid, circa 1994, p. 11-12
[10] Taibo II, Op. cit.
[11] Taibo II, Op. cit. page 35
[12] Taibo II, Op. cit. page 53. “Cuete” is the colloquial word to name a pistol. It´s not an onomatopoeia in the strict sense of the word because do not reproduces the sound of an explosion, but it means something that makes an explosive sound.