Post by mexico on Feb 14, 2011 3:29:17 GMT
• Estados Unidos Mexicanos
United Mexican States
Mēxihcatl Tlacetilīlli Tlahtohcāyōtl
メキシコ合衆国
Мексика́нские Соединённые Шта́ты
United Mexican States
Mēxihcatl Tlacetilīlli Tlahtohcāyōtl
メキシコ合衆国
Мексика́нские Соединённые Шта́ты
Name --- Cuahutemoc Alejandro Sanchez Carreido
- Cuahutemoc – Nahualt “Eagle that falls on it’s prey”
- Alejandro – Greek “protector of men”
- Sanchez - Spanish “sanctified”
- Carreido - Spanish “race, lap”
Nation: United Mexican States
Aliases:
As a Nation
- Mexica → Name used before the Spanish conquest.
- Republica Mexicana →Mexican Republic (Most common name holder)
- Tierra Azteca → Aztec Land
Nueva España → New Spain (under Spain's regard)
- Mexicalpan de las Tunas → some awkward name that means 'Mexico, Land of Tunas'
As human
- Cuahu → Short for Cuahutemoc. A nickname given also to Cuahutemoc Blanco, a famous Mexican soccer player
- Chemo → Another short but 'Pinche Cuahutemoc' . Basically 'f*cking Cuahutemoc'. Used, of course, in derogation. Used mainly by Central Americans and South Mexico.
- Alex → Used mostly by Foreign countries/people that can't seem to pronounce his first name
- Señor/Don Alejandro → Used while under Spain/French/Austrians rule as formality. . Nowadays used mockingly, especially when he yearns the European style.
- Mr. Sanchez → Used mostly by his bosses to address him. Formal addressing.
- Ale-Alejandro → Blame Lady Gaga for this.
Apparent age:: 20
Actual age :: 584 (Foundation of Mexico-Tenochtitlan) , 490 (Foundation of New Spain)
Gender:: Male
|-|-The External-|-|
"Among individuals, as among nations, respect for the rights of others is peace."
-Benito Juarez
Eye color --- Brown
Hair color --- Black
Height --- 5' 11"
Weight --- 198 lbs
Skin tone --- Tanned, but not too dark
Defining features --- His hair usually falls down easily, but there is a small curvy lock on his right side of his head. It's rather small, but it stands enough to be noticed. He has a rough time trying to hide it on formal meetings when his bosses demand it so, as it is deemed even on this time, improper. He most of the time disregards it.
Aside from that, he has a long trail of scars on his back, and lower chest dating from the Mexican-American war. Most of them, however, have been replaced by other scars from the many and still ongoing civil wars. There is a small wound-shot on his left side of his chest, product of a coupe d’état on 1913 which left him pretty much out for 10 years. Rather tan trying to hide them, he shrugs them and continues on working, at times priding himself with some wounds dating the Revolution and trying to woo some girls. But, upon being alone, they can bring a bit of sorrow and impotence.
Additional features --- Considering he does a lot of physical work either pushing away some debris caused by the civil wars (specially the now on-going drug war), or just plain cleaning to an endless point, he has gained a noticeable build up in his body. He mostly works with air-allowing clothing or with clothing made out of loin or soft cotton. Sometimes he sleeps with the clothes he wears, so it won't be a surprise finding him wearing the same clothing for a whole week.
He has other types of elegant clothing, dating from as far as he was under Spain's rule, but he has an incredible paranoia about his bosses taking them away to sell them to get more resources. That and that, considering they are the only elegant or 'pretty' kind of clothing he has, he will only use them on special occasions, even if they smell old. However, not all of them can be used: the clothes he used while being Emperor (either from 1824 under Iturbide or 1856 under Maximiliano) are definite no-nos, since he thinks they might give a bad message about him wanting to be under another nation again - regardless of how beautiful the clothing are.
However, the only clothing he does use that is elegant, is a French maid suit that he uses to clean. This to help him feel less bad about having an endless mess to attend to, and to remind himself that better things are ahead. Few people have seen him using it, but when they ask why, he just says he looks pretty and elegant as if it where normal, shrugging it.
In the past, he used simple yet 'elegant' (Anything from Europe fascinated the young Mexico) campsite clothes, as he would usually stain them from jumping around or arranging the garden in his backyard.
|-|-The Internal-|-|
Personality ---
If you could define Mexico in 3 words, it would be Naive, Oblivious and Party-maker. Even if the situation is grim and there is nothing to do, he will try to pull out from his pocket an awesome resolution and celebrate it grandly with enough booze for you, your family and even the dog. Then, when it's over, he'll clean up for you.
As a young nation-to be, he was shown the world as a place to bloom and was told to be the world's greatest Nation, and truthful, he was treated like one even by his conqueror: Spain, whom after Romano he took care closely, much to the chagrin of the South Americans.
His natural nativity was fomented more, as to keep him much easily controlled and just plain happy, shielding him from any information or happening around him, his illusion of a better tomorrow growing at a rapid pace. This has continued even after Spain's defeat and his eventual Independence by his bosses.
However, his happy days and illusions blew up when America decided to invade him. The result of the Mexico-American war woke him up to a grittier world where people take away what one loves the most. Aside from that revelation, the constant power race between his own bosses tore his mind apart, growing unsure of what he really wanted, and as going as far as to yearn being under Spain's regard again. Eventually, he grew tired of it – specially after Maximilian’s death under Juarez – and decided to do things on his own, in any way. His mistrust for bosses rose, and his cockiness at how he was able to do his whim even against his bosses was an every day feat, even if he deep inside had a worry of what they would think of him.
Neutrality is his main game on public relationships, especially and proudly withholding the Doctrina Estrada, and will remain silent on his opinion for making friends. Even if the world might love him, he has disregarded himself so much he believes to be the cause of the world's problems, especially when hearing how bad America's bosses tend to talk about him. However, he will defend his point of views when his head is boiling enough, he deems it necessary or America is the one on the line, though he might end up regretting it.
Upon being with somebody trustworthy, he'll be perhaps the most open and sincere person, telling happy tales, woes, and sadness and even ask feedback about himself. He's always trying to be better for his people, whom he is sad to hear that they try to escape his house for something better.
France's constant invasions in the past, made him learn about the 'rules of diplomacy' (or . . .French diplomacy for that matter) making him . . .kinkier on that matter giving him the knowledge to make double-sided jokes an advances, which even until these times, he thinks of normal. For a matter, he might at one time try to drag you to ‘make relations and treaties’ with him, and on the other, when countries give him such smooth talk, he might not even get it unless using the proper slang.
Aside from that, the European influence has made him a really good cook, making variations of dishes from most of the Mediterranean but with his flavor: that is, adding chili, lemon and salt to most of all. He also has his dozes of arts given to him, excelling on murals and architecture. He was one of the first nations to build buildings that are earthquake proof. This due the disastrous Mexico City earthquake of 1985.
Due to the also constant Economical Crisis, which he says he has gotten used to, he has grown paranoid on money issues, spending as little as possible on himself and hiding what ever he can from his national revenue from his bosses. He goes as far as 'selling himself' to earn enough to pay for his never-ending debt, his house, his people, leaving himself in the end. However, he will always show you a smile, and disregard it as something that all countries do to save their money. That is why he gets so amazed at other countries that call his measures rather extreme and will ask how he can raise his allowance.
He is very servicing and will try to work his hardest to solve a problem and find the best solution. Such thing can be seen when he crosses the American border: he has even built a catapult to cross it, even if he has to still run miles to get cheap goodies or waking at early times in the mornings to clean his house.
His obliviousness helps him too to coupe with his problems, as he doesn't realize them sometimes and just uses his guts and ingenious solutions to do a task. He will go and befriend anybody he can, regardless of what they tell about him/her, and might even screw up as he is at times unable to read the weather.
That doesn't mean he can't get away with some things, as he will even use his own naivety and obliviousness as devices to get to what he wants, and play games of his own. He specially does it to obtain favors from America, as cheaply as possible.
Above all, and even before 'Doctrina Estrada', he dislikes strife and battle, and will try at all costs to avoid it - except when his people is in trouble, although he will think it twice, on which he is shown to be rather courageous and even wise. On the World Wars, it was only until a German submarine attacked that he joined, and only because America asked him. The wars in his house put him in a sad mood, and thus, don’t wish to expand them more. He also has a horrible fright to blood. Then again, he does have this thing of 'I'm too tired/ I have hueva' and won't move unless necessary.
Mexico's life can be pretty much be used as a plot for a Telenovela, and with that in mind, he hopes to keep on working to finally get to the happy ending he so much yearns.
Likes ---
• Tacos, chalupas, enchiladas, mole, pozole, tamales. . . you name it. Oh, and making them too
• Fiestas, specially making them.
• Sleeping, although most people say he rests too much . . .
• Making new friends and have a party with them
• His garden and keeping it nice
• A nice tidy house
• Most European Countries
• The Paranormal
• Finding old stuff from his Father and Ancestors
• Soap Operas
• Traditional Dresses
• Horse riding
• Futbol.
• Making profits in which ever way possible
• Composing music and Serenatas . Ah, l'amour. He also has a good eye for painting, specifically, murals.
• Having people at his house for no apparent reason
• Equality towards his people in any kind of political platform (he has even tried Socialism)
• Retro Video Games
• Learning other cultures, especially European. However, he has grown fascinated with Chinese and Japanese culture. He also likes to dub the series he brings to his house
• Jumping America's border
• Canada - Although he barely sees him, now with the Visa restrictions
Dislikes ---
• Most of his bosses and how they rule him
• Wars of any remark. Here or there. Anywhere
• Being tagged as a 3rd world Nation or disregarded of North America.
• He has a love-hate relationship with America, and while he can hang out with him, he seems him as sometimes too demanding and oppressing. He will, though, help him as with any other nation when needed.
• Argentina.
• Bad publicity about him. He has enough with his people 'escaping' to a 'better place'
• Being lied. He's very naive and will faithfully believe on anything anybody tells him, so when it turns out to be a lie, he becomes annoyed and depressed, however, he will not sever ties with the person if it's needed and he's actually quite open to forgive
• Having all his hard work labeled useless or worthless. That indeed makes him angry and make him demand for an apology.
• Not having a voice on world conferences, even if he himself silences for the sake of Neutrality
• Being underestimated by anybody
Fears ---
• Being a Failed State - It's his main fear and has stated strongly that if he is headed such way, he will try to marry America to save his people.
• Failing to his People's demands - Even if they can be rather retarded and is out of his hands. He will try to make them possible
• Hemophobia – An irrational fear of blood. It was acquired as a small child, after mistakenly visiting a sacrificial temple on a ceremony night. He has also related blood more to pain and defeat than death. Ironically, death doesn’t seem of a big deal, and rather celebrates and thinks of it as an after party than afterlife. Small drops of blood or stains will make him cringe, but a big blood stain, is enough to make him tremble.
• Being invaded by another nation - Perhaps the most known fear of any nation for any other. However, his main concern is the North
• Drug cartels taking over - Although he has gotten big hints that maybe this might be more true than a rumor, he fears that his next boss might be a mob boss, and is sadly unable to do anything about it, frustrating him to no end
• Being forcefully married to America - Unless it's to save the dignity of his people. The idea of him being pushed constantly to get his help, makes him get the idea sometimes that he's being forced to befriend him and even marry. While this might not be true, he has a great fear over America himself and what he might to do him, causing him to work even harder.
Lesser known facts ---
• He was given a garden to take care of by Spain. “The Garden” holds a lot of precious memories to him, specifically the one of meeting a young man lurking around the sunflower fields in the late 1770s. While he never asked his name (he thought of it unnecessary as he actually thought he was one of Spain's servants), he vowed to keep the garden neat so they can meet again and he can express his feelings. This garden, however, was used as a mass grave on 1968 to hide the many murdered students from the 'Tlatelolco Massacre’, which he himself had to order to shoot down (under his bosses demand). This and the fact that he had to bury them himself caused some sort of unbalance in his mind that can drive him to a creepy state when it's mentioned. Nowadays, the whole garden is and abandoned lot of dead or dry plants possibly used by the own drug cartels to hide their own corpses. If you want to be freaked out by Mexico, mention “The Garden”. . . I dare you. . .
• He is actually the younger of 2 siblings, him representing the North. The South, his older Sister, is barely seen and actually disregarded as non existent (Except by South Americans who know very well of her existence, particularly Venezuela). She has been who has moved him to do his big wars (Independence, Reform War, Revolution) and only has appeared to do so, as she deems him too incompetent to do anything on his own (although ironically, she also shields him to protect him). Her constant nagging and even anger which derive in magical-made thunderbolts or just plain curses have caused him to fear women in overall. He loves his sister, but . . . he just whimpers at her remembrance
• He had an affair with practically most countries in Europe, particularly France, of whom he has 'learned'' to love.
• Speaking of Europe, there was one interesting one with Russia, although he was only there to kill Leon Trotsky. He deemed his actions as something forced by his bosses and is actually pondering if he and the 'boy of the Sunflower fields' is himself, although when first meeting him, Russia said it was his first time there.
• He has also tried various forms of politics: from being a Viceroy, to an Emperor, to many Republics, again an Emperor, a Dictatorship and . . . . a . . . legal Dictatorship? On the 70s, it seemed a Police state. On the 20s Socialism, which still is strong in the South.
• When he's sad or depressed or even angry, he'll resort to drink his problems away. You can notice when Mexico has been in a bad mood when you find him on the floor with a happy smile. . And 10 bottles of Tequila. Then again, when he's SUPER happy, he usually throws a Fiesta and gets drunk . . . so it's kind of hard to tell sometimes. . .
• The French maid suit helps has actually helped him to get quick cash in America's house, by cleaning it. Sometimes, he won't notice it's him - even if he does the trick several times- and when he does, he's usually prepared to run away
• Sincerely, he wanted to continue being a Spanish-controlled Nation, or at least follow its rules. However, with the uprising of his people and S.Mexico's demands, he just went away and declared Independence. Even some of the 'Insurgentes' wanted a Spanish-based rule for him, but where quickly killed or vanished mysteriously
• He has a great belief on God, and will go and offer flowers when he needs a petition. However, he has since abandoned this after 1970
• He used to live, as his bosses, in the Chapultepec Castle. Nowadays, as the presidential house is on 'Los Pinos', he has been relocated not to far from the National Palace, in a humble house. He is, however, very proud of it.
• He actually likes to dress up like a girl, but only because they make him feel less bad or because they are pretty, especially due the traditional dresses. He was once found dancing with one of those in a bar which held other 40 men in the same attires in 1909. However, his boss found out and became a scandal of the era. Ever since that day, the number 41 is equal to 'gay', but he sees nothing wrong on that.
•Since he knew his Father (the late Tenochtitlan), when Spain picked him up, he referred him as Spain-Mama. This can be seen on his last name, where the 2nd one is the Mother's (Sanchez being the first and Carreido, Spain's last name, his second).
• He still knows his original Language, Nahualt. However, his pronunciation nowadays is very poor.
Goals ---
• To become the Greatest Nation of the world - this practically means now a nation without a hard economical crisis and stable levels in overall
• To make the world a happier place
• To have an Epic Fiesta where everyone gets drunk
• To finally get rid of America's influence and become a nation that can be on its own
• Have the world as a friend and be respected by them
• Making amends with his Sister: after a long discussion on how his bosses treat him, S.Mexico retreated to the mountains with the EZLN. That is, the Ejercito Zapatista de Liberacion Nacional (The Zapatista Army of National Freedom). She will not come back unless all the 'original inhabitants', the many indigenous people found mostly in the south, are given their rightful place. This was in 1994. So far, even after talks, both siblings haven't gotten to an agreement or have been unfruitful.
|-|-The Past-|-|
History ---
[li]The Aztecs leave Aztlan, following a vision for a new land (around 1200)
[/li][li]The land is eventually found along with the signal: An eagle eating a snake on top of a cactus, which is in the middle of a lake) (around 1312)
[/li][li]The rise of the Aztec Empire (1427)
[/li][li]Cortez arrives at the Yucatan Peninsula (1519)
[/li][li]The first meeting of Montezuma and Hernan Cortez (November 8)
[/li][li]The Massacre at the Templo Mayor
[/li][li]The Battle of Tenochtitlan and the Night of Sorrows - La Noche Triste
[/li][li]The Siege of Tenochtitlan. The Aztec Empire falls (1521)
Colonial and Independence
[/li][li]Mexico-Tenochtitlan becomes 'New Spain'
[/li][li] Bourbon Reforms (1713)
[/li][li] The Treaty of San Ildefonso (1800)
[/li][li] Josefa Ortiz de Dominguez better known as 'La Corregidora', notices Spanish forces discovering their plains for independence, giving an alert to the 'Insurgentes'
[/li][li]Hidalgo, in the small town of Dolores, congregates his people and at the stroke of midnight, begins the Mexican War of Independence (Sep 16 1810)
[/li][li] Hidalgo and Allende are executed, Morelos the new leader of the movement (July 31, 1811)
[/li][li] The 'Sentimientos de la Nacion' (Feelings of the Nation) is drafted, considered the first Constitution (1813)
[/li][li]Morelos is captured and executed (December 22, 1815)
[/li][li]Viceroy Juan Ruiz de Apodaca sends Agustin de Iturbide to fight the waning war. Instead, Iturbide joins Guerrero via the 'Abrazo de Acatempan' (1820)
[/li][li] With the Iguala Treaty, the Independence is recognized (21 Septiembre 1821)
[/li][li]England, first nation to recognize Mexico as nation
[/li][li] Iturbide becomes the first Emperor of the First Mexican Empire
[/li][li] After a revolt, the Mexican Empire is abolished, Iturbide expelled and the Republic established (1823)
[/li][li]Rumors from Spain wishing to reconquer Mexico reach to Iturbide, who quickly heads to defend it. Unknown to him, upon exile, congress had deemed him a traitor and would be killed him on sight. Upon arriving to Mexico, he is quickly captured and executed (1824)
First Mexican Republic
[/li][li] Guadalupe Victoria, First President of Mexico (1824)
[/li][li] First Constitution is drafted (1824)
[/li][li] Guerrero, the last of the main Generals of the Independence is murdered while in office after a rebellion to depose him led by Bustamante (February 14 1831)
[/li][li]Santa Anna’s rise to power (1831)
[/li][li] The Pastry War or the First French Intervention (1835)
[/li][li] The Texas Revolution (October 2, 1835)
[/li][li] The Mexican-American war (1846)
[/li][li] The Treaty of Guadalupe-Hidalgo ends the war, Mexico giving up more than half of his Territory (1848)
[/li][li]Caste War of Yucatan (1847)
[/li][li] With the Plan de Ayutla, Santa Ana is taken out of the Presidency. (1854)
Benito Juarez, the French Intervention and the Reform Wars
[/li][li] A new Constitution is drafted (1857), making Mexico a secular state. The Conservators are not happy. Vatican City imminently cuts relationships with the nation
[/li][li] Benito Juarez is sworn in as President (1858)
[/li][li] The Reform war - Liberals (under Juarez) versus Conservators
[/li][li] The Second French Intervention (1860)
[/li][li] The Battle of Puebla lead by Zaragoza defeat the French in what is called a 'Miracle in Battle' (May 5 1862)
[/li][li] Maximilian becomes Emperor and thus begins the Second Mexican Empire (May 29 1864)
[/li][li] After a long time of battle and resistance, Maximilian surrenders and is captured. (11 May 1867)
[/li][li] Maximilian is executed. The Republic is restored (19 June 1867)
[/li][li] Death of Benito Juarez by natural causes. Sebastian Lerdo de Tejada takes on his seat (July 19, 1872 )
[/li][li]Tejada tries to re-elect but is stopped by Porfirio Diaz and his Plan of Tuxtepec (January 10, 1876)
[/li][li] Porfirio Diaz and the Porfiriato begins
Beginnings of the 20th Century
[/li][li] Porfirio Diaz announces in an interview by Carter that Mexico is ready for a new ruler and begins elections (1910)
[/li][li] Madero wins the Elections but is incarcerated by Diaz. Madero launches the Plan de San Luis Potosí against Diaz.
[/li][li] The Mexican Revolution begins (November 20 1910)
[/li][li] Diaz leaves office and self-exiles, ending the Porfiriato, lasting more than 30 years (1876-1911)
[/li][li] Madero is sworn in, Pino Suarez as Vice-President
[/li][li] Uneasiness rises up again, as Zapata and Villa continue to fight for the freedom of ranchers and farmers
[/li][li] Henry Lane Wilson, Ambassador for the US, notices Mexico's government as failed and begins to make arrangements with Victoriano Huerta. This is known as the Embassy Pact
[/li][li] After 10 days of revolts, known as Decena Trágica, Huerta forces Madero and Pino Suarez out of power and kills them. (1913)
[/li][li] Huerta is overthrown (July 1914) by Villa, Zapata and Carranza
[/li][li] A new Constitution is made (Feb 5 1917)
[/li][li] Carranza is sworn as President (March 11, 1917)
[/li][li] Germans send a message to Carranza to join them as allies in WWI. Carranza declines - The Zimmermann Telegram (1917)
[/li][li] Carranza is murdered in Tlaxcalantongo (May 21, 1920) "Lawyer, they have already broken one of my legs. . ."
[/li][li] The first embassy of the Soviet Union is placed on Mexico City (1922)
[/li][li] Calles becomes President, beginning the period named 'Maximato' in which he would control the next presidents and design them (December 1, 1924)
[/li][li] As Calles harshly re-enforces the secularism of the state, by forbidding priests to exercise rites publicly, the 'Cristero War' begins created by people who support the church. (1926)
Post Revolution
[/li][li] Lazaro Cardenas becomes President, overthrows Calles' influence and exiles him (December 1, 1934 )
[/li][li]The Doctrina Estrada is made, stating that Mexico would be neutral upon all unless it's a National concern or menace
[/li][li] Mexican Oil Expropriation (March 18 1938)
[/li][li] An Exiled Trotsky is welcomed by Lazaro Cardenas
[/li][li] The Period named 'Mexican Miracle' begins. This marks the great growth in Economical and Socio-Cultural remarks (1940-1980)
[/li][li] With Avila Camacho, the power of the Revolutionary Institute Party (PRI) rises to the point the country becomes a one party rule (1940)
[/li][li] Germany asks Mexico to join as allies with the lost territories as reward. Mexico declines again following Doctrina Estrada
[/li][li]After having 2 submarines sunk by German U-boats, Mexico joins WWII along with the Allies (22 May 1942)
[/li][li] Mexico is to be host of the Summer Olympics (1964)
[/li][li] After protests by Students, The Army gathers around them in the Plaza de las 3 Culturas and open fire against them. Prosecutions against Students are common for the era (October 2 1968)
[/li][li] Mexico's Summer Olympics are held (October 12 1968)
[/li][li] The FIFA world cup is held on Mexico (31 May to 21 June 1970)
[/li][li] Thursday of Corpus, another Student/Rebellion Massacre (June 10 1971)
[/li][li] The Lost Decade period, in which the economy began to crumble. Devaluations where common after each presidential period ended (1976-1986)
[/li][li] The Pope visits Mexico City, albeit the rule of secularism still standing. (1979)
[/li][li] The 1985 Earthquake of Mexico City devastates it
[/li][li]Mexico's Second FIFA world Cup (31 May to 29 June 1986)
Contemporary Mexico
[/li][li] Carlos Salinas is sworn President (1988)
[/li][li] NAFTA is enacted (January 1st 1994)
[/li][li] The Vatican and Mexico revive their alliance (1994)
[/li][li] The December mistake, the worst Devaluation and Economical Crisis in Mexico, just as a new President - Ernesto Zedillo - is sworn in (December 1994)
[/li][li] The EZLN rise against the government, demanding for equal rights for those 'original inhabitants
[/li][li] The IFE (Federal Electoral Institute) is created
[/li][li] Vicente Fox, candidate from the PAN (National Action Party) is sworn as President, ending 75 years of the PRI party's rule (2000)
[/li][li] A new doctrine is enacted on the way Mexico relates to other nations. It’s a much more critical and forefront one. Named ‘Doctrina Castañeda’, it allows the government to freely speak of other nations, allowing it to take sides. However, due lack of popularity from the people and its eventual consequences, it’s quickly retracted. It is unknown if it’s used, discontinued or plainly forgotten (2001)
[/li][li] The last visit the Pope (2002)
[/li][li] Felipe Calderon Hinojosa is sworn in as president, in the middle of allegations of a false or altered result (2006)
[/li][li] The beginning of the war against drug cartels (2007)
[/li][li] The Bicentenary of Independence and Centenary of Revolution is celebrated amid bitter remarks
[/li][li] 2011 is an uncertain year indeed. . .
[/li][/ul]
|-|-The Style-|-|
Roleplay example ---
September 30 1968
Cuahutemoc had dirt everywhere. Each footstep of his released more soil into the hallways of the National Palace, making the housekeeping maids sigh. They knew the man who walked just in front of them was of importance, but could he try to use the doormat? Or wipe his shoes?
Their children where probably more well behaved, so, why did the President held him on such high regard. But perhaps it was something housemaids couldn't understand.
The man whistled some of the tunes from the Beetles, specially that one of 'All you need is love'. Such a wonderful tune. Such a shame that his own bosses deemed it so improper, noticing this as he arrived to the secretary's desk, raising her face slowly, quirking an eyebrow at the man just in front of him. His smile was beaming and had dirt everywhere. Not just his shoes, but his shirt, his pants . . . it was as if he had rolled on it. She didn't make a face or comment.
"Mr. Sanchez" her monotonous voice made the country snap from his toughs of making a ring outside with some hippies. He chuckled "Mr. Echeverria has been waiting for you"
"Seh I got his message" he smiled more,as if he wanted to spread it to the woman in front of her. So far, it had been futile. What was it with bosses that they where so stiff? And everyone around them. "Wanted to see me urgently, what's the gig?"
She simply pressed a button on a small box, next to her typewriter, lowering to talk to it.
"Mr. President, he is here. . ."
"Make him enter, please" the box replied, the voice of his President coming out.
Mexico stared at the box, awed at it. The posibilities to prank people, or maybe to just talk to his sister without being bitten or nagged so close.
The long stare of the secretary and her subtle calls snapped from his little world, blinking at at her, as if to try to understand his own language.
"The President is waiting for you" her voice, monotonous, probably paid to be so, he thought.
"A-ah! Right! Um. . ."
Patting his vestments, dust falling on the secretary's utensils, he tried to clean himself, rubbing saliva on his face with his thumb, taking spots from his face.
As he walked to his destination, he arranged his hair, always trying to first hide that curl of his, knowing with an inner chuckle that it wouldn't get in anyways.
Finally, arriving to that oak door in the end of the hall, he knocked it carefully.
"Come in" a voice greeted, making the nation open the door.
As he entered the Presidential Room, the sight of flags, national emblems, a map, his desk, all was seen before the man standing just behind it, watching at the window.
He slowly turned to him. President Echeverria's sight was hidden by the glimmer of his glasses. It was rather scary, considering his odd factions - so he told himself - but other than that, it was another boss.
"You called?" he chimed, smiling. Cuahutemoc moved his arms behind him, as an unsure child.
"Yes, I did" his calm gruff voice had some sort of authoritarian tone. Not as powerful as President Diaz's, but. . . "Hmm?"
He noticed something. Mexico tried to hide his expression by sinking his head, trying to avoid that glimmer on his glasses. It wasn't that he feared his bosses but, somehow, he just didn't knew what to expect. They where so. . . Perishable. . .
"You've been on that garden of yours, haven't you?"
"Y-Y-Yes. . ." he stuttered, looking down. Was the dirt so obvious? He had done an effort to hide it. . . Least he could do is pretend it wasn't there
He could only hear his chuckle and a moment or so, he felt being pet. Well, that was strange. He basically looked old enough to not be pet, and then again he perhaps deserved it by his attitude.
Or, answer C, he wanted something.
Bosses aren't randomly kind. He was just happy he had no pesos on his pockets. But he felt his stomach heavy.
"What do you know . . . about those student reunions?" he walked back at his desk, probably to check on some documents. He wasn't sure, he didn't dare to look.
"E-er. . ." Wait, there where what with students? He frowned, trying to think an answer "Um. . .they. . .like the Beatles sir. It's a good band if you ask me. . ."
"Yes, their rock and sex, drugs and demands for more freedom" he looked at the papers, barely scanning them. "Bad influence if you ask me"
"B-but. . .i-it's an English band" He tried to defend it "I-I would understand i-if It where American b-but. . ."
Echeverria's glance pierced at his, giving a small 'eep'. Ok, maybe defending his point was wrong in this case.
"S-sir. . .if you don't mind me asking . . ." he gained a bit of courage, looking at him back "Why am I here? Why ask what the childre- no...Um... Students of our Nation are doing? They are ok, verda? "
There was a long pause, in which he stared at his boss. He just kept on looking at the papers, the shuffling pages the only sound, aside from the muffled traffic in the busy Mexico City.
"You know, there is a saying" he interrupted the silence, setting the papers down "That the future of a country depends on it's youth. . ."
"Y-yeah! I've heard that!" Cuahutemoc couldn't avoid to smile wide "A-and if you treat them nicely, they'll become nice citizens, and um . . . well, why does this have to do with. . Are we going to cancel out school days then? I don't know. . That might be too much, don't you think?"
His boss shook his head. He quickly became silent, although kept a curious face
"While you are right in treating them good, there are times when if you give a child or our youth in this case, they'll misbehave and do their bidding, regardless of how wrong they are"
Mexico gasped, now indeed concerned. He blinked several times and tried to think in what few he could before his Boss continued. Ok, so, what's going on the world? Aside from the Vietnam War. . .um, ok. . .
"Therefore, you will agree that if they are not put some limits, they'll begin to cause harm, even to themselves" he concluded
"I. . .sort of understand" Cuahutemoc was still thinking, frowning at his racing thoughts "But. . .I don't see them doing anything bad"
Wait! He remembered now! As his mind returned to the Beatles, the circle of hippies and laughing youths, he remembered watching some College students from the UNAM demanding for a better government . He had pretty much disregarded it because, well, isn't freedom of speech one of the 'Individual Guarantees'? And probably, because deep inside he wanted the same.
"They are saying awful things about what I and you do" his boss' voice snapped from his thoughts. Especially at the 'you' part. "Demanding things we are already giving. . . Don't they understand?"
"B-bad things. .. About me?" he blinked again, concern eating what ever happy thought he could use to dissuade it. "Why? What have I've done? W-wait. . .they've been talking about me?"
"About us Mexico, and I believe they will use the upcoming Olympics as their platform."
Cuahutemoc shook his head in disbelief. He loved his people, why would they say such bad things about him? Specially the youngsters? Ok, they weren't so young anymore, some of them, but who cared? The fact is that his people, whom he did so many things to defend and protect each day, said bad things
"W-what . . .what bad things, sir?" his voice was half-way broken, almost at the verge of tears. He tried not to. Perhaps he was exaggerating. Bosses like to exaggerate. But, this wasn't a money issue. . . "H-how badly too?"
"Something about us not doing enough, or how inefficient the place is. . ." he replied flatly. Why? How could he reply so. . .coldly? Like if he didn't care? Was this something bosses need? His sister criticizes him so much for not having enough balls. . .
"Inefficient? S-surely we could make it better then?"
"They will not stop" Echeverria's voice was sharp, almost grim. It was like he addressed those people as small monsters, growing under his nose. "They are already organizing, which is why I called you"
Mexico's heart now sank, joining his heavy stomach. He began to play with his hands.
"I need you to take what ever maneuvers ad needed to calm them down. Anything, before the Olympics"
"A-Anything?" He kind of knew it; it was on the back of his head, even if he pushed it back. That feeling, dreadful. It had happened before, on Diaz's government. It was necessary, he said. He began to tremble.
"You are, after all, the leader of the Armed forces. I only do so in your name. All is in your name. But you have the power to do your bidding. To put order . . ."
His mind and heart raced, pumping, wanting to run.
Mexico absently shook his head.
Then, from a drawer on the desk, his boss pulled a velvet cloth which covered something rather big, metal from what he could see under it.
He placed it on the desk and almost ceremoniously, uncovered it.
On the desk, a colt. The Nation's eyes widened.
"Y-you don't mean. . ." His hands extended towards the weapon, trembling. He wanted to toss it away, get rid of it. Blood. The images of that day crossed his mind too.
"T-they are. . .just...young. . .they don't know. . there are other ways. . .surely there are other. . ." he grabbed his chest, scared, lost. He was being ordered to go there and murder the non-conformist? What kind of Nation does that? What kind of atrocity is being asked to him? The first time, with Diaz, he could escape because his own Generals did so and he was just asking his permission. His. But, this boss, his President, was now asking . . . no demanding to go to do so himself.
The President covered the gun again. He didn't seem to be phased, or even caring about his own Nation's state. He walked again and patted his head.
"Cuahutemoc. . .sometimes, Sacrifices are needed. I know it sounds somewhat radical, but. . .what would the other Nations say upon seeing the riot done on the Olympics? What would they think of you?"
The nations . . . other nations . . .
His mind raced again. If his people where beginning to say such bad things about him . . . it was bad enough. But, his fellow nations. He'd be a laughingstock. He'd be deemed as a nation that can't control his citizens, he would be. . .
He shook his head, denying. No, that image couldn't be true! Couldn't happen! He was working hard . . . but. . .
At what cost?
"They have a meeting on October the second, so I've heard" he alternated the petting with rubbing his head ". . . If you want to spare them and see for yourself, why don't you take some of the Army with you? Guard them so the manifestation is peaceful. Then, if you see it fit . . ."
He only noticed his President leave the room because his petting and rubbing stopped. The door closed behind him.
Not leaving his sight from the floor, he fell on his knees, sobbing. What kinds of sacrifices are needed to make a Nation great?
|-|-The Player-|-|
Username --- Mexico
Age --- 22
Time zone --- US Pacific Time