Why’s the Brown Team So Obsessed With Dead Body Parts?

Dear Gabacho,

Relying on James Michener for history is like relying on Mexico to stop illegal immigration. So, readers: Gringo Solo's assertions about lowrider tattoos, embarrassed family members, and feral dogs are nothing more than damned lies; every other wild detail is true. And Solo forgot to mention Mexico's other fetishized chopped-off body parts: Pancho Villa's missing skull, the decapitated head of patriot Miguel Hidalgo, Emiliano Zapata's mustache, and the pickled remains of Mexico's first president, Guadalupe Victoria. (Legend has it that in 1848, during the Mexican-American War, two gabacho soldiers tried to drink the liquid that preserved Victoria's innards and promptly died.) I could cry double standard, given America's love for breasts, skin color. and Britney Spears' panocha, but I'm not going to dodge your point, Gringo Solo. Mexicans do obsess a bit much about the body parts of dead people, but that phenomenon is better understood when placed in the context of two mexcelente traits: the Catholic tradition of relics and megalomania. "The use of messianic imagery [in celebrating chopped-off body parts] was significant on two levels," Columbia University professor Claudio Lomnitz wrote in his essay "Passion and Banality in Mexican History: The Presidential Persona." "It was a way of identifying the presidential body with the land, and it cast the people as being collectively in debt to the caudillo for his sacrifices." Lomnitz concludes that passage rather wryly: "Sovereignty, that ideal location where all Mexicans are created equal, has been a place that only the dead can inhabit, which is why we sometimes fight over their remains." And ain't that the pinche truth.

garellano@seattleweekly.com