Editor's Note: "Mirroring El Mayab," this second issue of the New World Gazette continues the sometimes whimsical, and, sometimes, serious editorial objectives of the e-zine. Articles by dedicated Mayanists on any aspect of past and current life, affairs, events, and travel in El Mayab [including: historical, anthropological, archeological, ecological, biological -marine and terrestrial- journalistic, etc.] are invited. Articles which report current work in the field at sites which can be scheduled for visits, while in the progress of such work, are especially sought -be they archeological digs, archives being investigated, communities being researched, etc. Themes slanted, when possible, toward 'sustainable' tourism remain central. No recompense is offered though visits scheduled via the sponsor: 'Venture-Out' can develop as a source of income. Thanks and, enjoy! - John Pastore
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THIS ISSUE'S CONTENTS
( IMPORTANT; Please note: the underlined article or photo titles are not always page links rather than e-mail requests, which should bring your e-mail editor on screen [when not a page]. When such occurs, just send the automatically addressed email. Being in the field, responses can take several days.)
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FEATURES:
Cuicuilco: "Cartas a Slim"
By StudentsLetters of appeal crossing barriers --even of age...
(In Spanish/en español)
Mystery Photo : "The Tunnel"
By John PastoreHewn smoothly into solid limestone, the 24" square entrance immediately graduates into an -equally- sized corbeled tunnel. A stoop with a single step leads into the tunnel, not away from the tunnel. The shaft of the tunnel runs some 18' (?) to a corridor or room whose wall on the far side is fine, block masonry. Feedback is welcome -and publishable. Please specify gif or jpeg preference in the body or your e-mail.
Incidents of Dining in Yucatán : "Yum Yum"
By Cyril BelshawAn especially observant gourmet-anthropologist, who can remember most everything he ever ate, reminisces lusciously on the cuisine and scene of Cancun; inc: plenty of restaurant references...
Say you saw it in the New World Gazette -Thanks
FORUM HIGHLIGHTS:
Archaeologist #1 says: "John, you are challenging cherished views of the international community of archaeologists and pre-Columbian historians!"
(This is text from the height of the great debate itself at Aztlan; names have been changed to protect any bystanders).
'Antics' from Anthro & Arch-Ls
"The Search for Truth" -as interwound with "Conditioned Assumptions," "Getting a Job" and, even, "Bugaboos!"
(Lots of spillage between the Ls.)
Mountain Moving with the "Ice Maiden," or "Woe Onto Nat Geo and Bill Clinton!"
(Includes a little something from Bill.)Rumbling across cyberspace to break the crescendo-ing resonance boom barrier for, perhaps, all-time!
(Not very Mayan, but, nevertheless, 'mirroring' what the Maya might have...)
ARCHIVED SHORT STORIES:
"In 1492 -after eight-hundred years of struggle- the tiny kingdoms of Castille and Leon were: desperate enough to expel the Moors, unwitting enough to unite Spain, bored enough to finance the discoveries of Columbus, while jealous enough to...
"Few episodes in history have so consistently captured the imagination of generations as when the treasure-laden galleons of the Spanish Main sailed the Ocean Sea. From the golden highlands of a New World onto the newly plied waters of uncharted seas...
"Only eighteen inches high, the figurine of the Mayan lord located beside the miniature governor's palace at the ruins of...
"As all native Americans, the Maya perceived, not only, all that is alive (such as jaguar, eagle and tree) to have their own spirits and, thus, life -or only all that is seemingly inanimate (such as mountain, thunder and wind) to have spirit and, thus, life -the Maya went a step further and...
"The first time I met Serapio was some ten or twelve years ago. Having heard of the community of 'Punta Laguna' from nearby Maya as a place to view monkeys in the wild, I visited. Only Serapio was completely...
"Lounging on a tropic beach studying the sway of palms at midsummer may strike some as the epitome of mindlessness, while others as the epitome of repose. Yet, it is when the palm leaves have remained unmoved by breeze for two days, and the sea turns so astonishingly placid -hushed and crystal clear- and the night skies turn the same, that...
"I arrived having taken advantage of a $99US R/T Lacsa airline fare out of New Orleans to Merida heading for the remotest island I could find on any map, which turned out to be: Isla Mujeres -back when neighboring Cancun had yet to exist long enough to be on any map. I had never been out of the US before, except for a short stint to Quebec, and I figured, for the price I would spend staying in the French Quarter for the weekend, I could visit a foreign country. So, I did. ...
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