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Chapter 16<br />

Serpent Sanctuary<br />

Graham Hancock – <strong>FINGERPRINTS</strong> <strong>OF</strong> <strong>THE</strong> <strong>GODS</strong><br />

From Cholula we drove east, past the prosperous cities of Puebla, Orizaba<br />

and Cordoba, towards Veracruz and the Gulf of Mexico. We crossed the<br />

mist-enshrouded peaks of the Sierra Madre Oriental, where the air was<br />

thin and cold, and then descended towards sea level on to tropical plains<br />

overgrown with lush plantations of palms and bananas. We were heading<br />

into the heartlands of Mexico’s oldest and most mysterious civilization:<br />

that of the so-called Olmecs, whose name meant ‘rubber people’.<br />

Dating back to the second millennium BC, the Olmecs had ceased to<br />

exist fifteen hundred years before the rise of the Aztec empire. The<br />

Aztecs, however, had preserved haunting traditions concerning them and<br />

were even responsible for naming them after the rubber-producing area<br />

of Mexico’s gulf coast where they were believed to have lived. 1 This area<br />

lies between modern Veracruz in the west and Ciudad del Carmen in the<br />

east. In it the Aztecs found a number of ancient ritual objects produced<br />

by the Olmecs and for reasons unknown they collected these objects and<br />

placed them in positions of importance in their own temples. 2<br />

Looking at my map, I could see the blue line of the Coatzecoalcos River<br />

running into the Gulf of Mexico more or less at the midpoint of the<br />

legendary Olmec homeland. The oil industry proliferates here now, where<br />

rubber trees once flourished, transforming a tropical paradise into<br />

something resembling the lowest circle of Dante’s Inferno. Since the oil<br />

boom of 1973 the town of Coatzecoalcos, once easy-going but not very<br />

prosperous, had mushroomed into a transport and refining centre with<br />

air-conditioned hotels and a population of half a million. It lay close to<br />

the black heart of an industrial wasteland in which virtually everything of<br />

archaeological interest that had escaped the depredations of the Spanish<br />

at the time of the conquest had been destroyed by the voracious<br />

expansion of the oil business. It was therefore no longer possible, on the<br />

basis of hard evidence, to confirm or deny the intriguing suggestion that<br />

the legends seemed to make: that something of great importance must<br />

once have occurred here.<br />

1 The Gods and Symbols of Ancient Mexico and the Maya, p. 126.<br />

2 Aztecs: Reign of Blood and Splendour, p. 50.<br />

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