It’s a pleasant morning for Gabe Kennedy, an American ex-pat living in Mexico, as he walks through a park on his way to his morning coffee. When he sees an Indian woman accosted by a Mexican man, he intervenes, upset by the sight that is ruining his pleasant morning. He little suspects how his action will change his life. The Mexican is a drug trafficker, obsessed with a story of Aztec treasure told to him by a man from her village.
Gabe Kennedy, captivated by the beauty of the woman, volunteers to help and protect her, unaware that the man after her is a vicious drug trafficker. After escaping an attempt to kidnap them, the pair flee to her village where a spring planting festival is about to get under way. The festival is unique because of its ritual combat carried out by villagers dressed as jaguars, an animal personification of Aztec gods.
The pair look for the man from her village, in search of the reason the drug boss is after them, but before they find him, thugs sent by the trafficker arrive in the village. Gabe escapes kidnapping thanks to mistaken identity, and the village jaguar society, protective of their guests, punishes the thugs as repayment.
However, the thugs return, and catching Gabe and the woman, Maria, unaware, pursue the couple into the countryside. The desperate pair, on the verge of capture, make the astounding discovery of a cave, once used by the Aztecs, and are able to hide there, but are ultimately pursued in the cave by the thugs. The thugs are dispatched in the cave, one in an unbelievable manner by Gabe and Maria, and the other by an Indian elder, a protector of his village way of life.
The drug boss, frustrated that the couple remain free, and obsessed with his vision of treasure, comes to the village to do the job himself. A contest to the death between Gabe and the trafficker at last resolves the threat to the pair’s lives.
Most people visit the many beautiful beaches in Mexico, while the interior of Mexico remains an unknown. There in the highlands are found colonial cities dating to the sixteenth century, and the remains of pre Columbian civilizations dating back to a thousand years before Christ. Most amazing of all is that the cultural DNA of those now defunct civilizations is still alive in the societies of indigenous people, who continue to speak their own languages, and celebrate festivals that weave together elements of that ancient world.
While most of the physical remnants of that ancient world remain hidden, buried in the earth and unexplored, folklore celebrations carry that ancient world down the streets of villages and towns everywhere in Mexico, although often hidden within a Catholic saint’s day.
Once on a visit to one of those beach towns I came upon a shop specializing in the masks used in celebrations, and one mask captivated me. It was a representation of a jaguar, whose form some of the old gods assumed. It was more of a helmet than a mask, made to protect its wearer, and the shop owner explained to me that it was used in a particular village where the men fought each other disguised as jaguars.
The fascinating story of that village and its spring planting time festival inspired me to write Tiger Fight –Mexico’s drug lords and old gods. It tells of a village’s struggle to survive in the face of Mexico’s current dilemma of drugs and crime.
It’s a pleasant morning for Gabe Kennedy, an American ex-pat living in Mexico, as he walks through a park on his way to his morning coffee. When he sees an Indian woman accosted by a Mexican man, he intervenes, upset by the sight that is ruining his pleasant morning. He little suspects how his action will change his life. The Mexican is a drug trafficker, obsessed with a story of Aztec treasure told to him by a man from her village.
Gabe Kennedy, captivated by the beauty of the woman, volunteers to help and protect her, unaware that the man after her is a vicious drug trafficker. After escaping an attempt to kidnap them, the pair flee to her village where a spring planting festival is about to get under way. The festival is unique because of its ritual combat carried out by villagers dressed as jaguars, an animal personification of Aztec gods.
The pair look for the man from her village, in search of the reason the drug boss is after them, but before they find him, thugs sent by the trafficker arrive in the village. Gabe escapes kidnapping thanks to mistaken identity, and the village jaguar society, protective of their guests, punishes the thugs as repayment.
However, the thugs return, and catching Gabe and the woman, Maria, unaware, pursue the couple into the countryside. The desperate pair, on the verge of capture, make the astounding discovery of a cave, once used by the Aztecs, and are able to hide there, but are ultimately pursued in the cave by the thugs. The thugs are dispatched in the cave, one in an unbelievable manner by Gabe and Maria, and the other by an Indian elder, a protector of his village way of life.
The drug boss, frustrated that the couple remain free, and obsessed with his vision of treasure, comes to the village to do the job himself. A contest to the death between Gabe and the trafficker at last resolves the threat to the pair’s lives.
Most people visit the many beautiful beaches in Mexico, while the interior of Mexico remains an unknown. There in the highlands are found colonial cities dating to the sixteenth century, and the remains of pre Columbian civilizations dating back to a thousand years before Christ. Most amazing of all is that the cultural DNA of those now defunct civilizations is still alive in the societies of indigenous people, who continue to speak their own languages, and celebrate festivals that weave together elements of that ancient world.
While most of the physical remnants of that ancient world remain hidden, buried in the earth and unexplored, folklore celebrations carry that ancient world down the streets of villages and towns everywhere in Mexico, although often hidden within a Catholic saint’s day.
Once on a visit to one of those beach towns I came upon a shop specializing in the masks used in celebrations, and one mask captivated me. It was a representation of a jaguar, whose form some of the old gods assumed. It was more of a helmet than a mask, made to protect its wearer, and the shop owner explained to me that it was used in a particular village where the men fought each other disguised as jaguars.
The fascinating story of that village and its spring planting time festival inspired me to write Tiger Fight –Mexico’s drug lords and old gods. It tells of a village’s struggle to survive in the face of Mexico’s current dilemma of drugs and crime.
Tiger Fight Mexico's Drug Lords and Old Gods
Tiger Fight Mexico's Drug Lords and Old Gods
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Product Details
| BN ID: | 2940046196535 |
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| Publisher: | Chuck Williams |
| Publication date: | 09/19/2014 |
| Sold by: | Smashwords |
| Format: | eBook |
| File size: | 461 KB |
| Age Range: | 18 Years |