The Guadalajara Reporter
Guadalajara's Largest English Newspaper
(The writer and his wife were guests in the town of Tuxpan in 1978. This is part of a series written at that time.)
The old province of Tuspa, as that region of southern Jalisco was designated when Mexico was a colony of Nueva España, contains the ancient valleys and headwaters of the Tepalcatepec and Tuxpan river systems, located at the western end of the Sierra de Michoacan.
In the Spanish Colonial province of Tuspa — “obedient to the royal will of Don Carlos I with the grace of God, King of Castilla, of Leon, of Toledo, of Aragon, of Valencia, of Galisia, of Mayorca, of Murzia, of Iren, of Sevilla, of Granada, of Gibraltar, of the two Cicilias, islands and firm lands of the great ocean, count of Barcelona and of Flanders” — there were very few Spaniards after the Conquistador expeditions of the 1520s had marched through, smashing idols, dismantling temples and scattering local opposing armies.
In the fall of 1978, my wife and I were invited by some Mexican friends to visit their Nahua relatives in the pueblo of Tuspa.
Mexican citizens and foreign residents were still reeling under the weight of President Enrique Peña Nieto’s most recent brain storm – a new, amazingly confusing, confused and onerous set of tax laws – when the Republic was hit by a government move surprising economists here and abroad.
During Enrique Peña Nieto’s successful campaign for president and during the first months of his administration, beginning in December 2012, he vowed that his government would end the close relationship between Mexican and United States security programs, halting the “perp walks” of captured drug lords and their lieutenants before television cameras.
Some Mexican workers – gardeners, handymen, maids and cooks – employed by foreigners say circumstances change their jobs too often.
The young girl tiptoed along the exposed wild-reed peak of a house. She maintained her balance with arms outstretched as if she were about to fly. She held two clay roof tiles in one hand and a near empty-pail of cement in the other. She was seeking a broom.
