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Santiago Tuxtla<br />

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

We passed the night at the fishing port of Alvarado and continued our<br />

journey east the next day. The road we were following wound in and out<br />

of fertile hills and valleys, giving us occasional views of the Gulf of<br />

Mexico before turning inland. We passed green meadows filled with flame<br />

trees, and little villages nestled in grassy hollows. Here and there we saw<br />

private gardens where hulking pigs grubbed amongst piles of domestic<br />

refuse. Then we crested the brow of a hill and looked out across a giant<br />

vista of fields and forests bound only by the morning haze and the faint<br />

outlines of distant mountains.<br />

Some miles farther on we dropped into a hollow; at its bottom lay the<br />

old colonial town of Santiago Tuxtla. The place was a riot of colour:<br />

garish shop-fronts, red-tile roofs, yellow straw hats, coconut palms,<br />

banana trees, kids in bright clothes. Several of the shops and cafés were<br />

playing music from loudspeakers. In the Zocalo, the main square, the air<br />

was thick with humidity and the fluttering wings and songs of bright-eyed<br />

tropical birds. A leafy little park occupied the centre of this square, and in<br />

the centre of the park, like some magic talisman, stood an enormous grey<br />

boulder, almost ten feet tall, carved in the shape of a helmeted African<br />

head. Full-lipped and strong-nosed, its eyes serenely closed and its lower<br />

jaw resting squarely on the ground, this head had a sombre and patient<br />

gravity.<br />

Here, then, was the first mystery of the Olmecs: a monumental piece of<br />

sculpture, more than 2000 years old, which portrayed a subject with<br />

unmistakable negroid features. There were, of course, no African blacks<br />

in the New World 2000 years ago, nor did any arrive until the slave trade<br />

began, well after the conquest. There is, however, firm<br />

palaeoanthropological evidence that one of the many different migrations<br />

into the Americas during the last Ice Age did consist of peoples of<br />

negroid stock. This migration occurred around 15,000 BC. 4<br />

<strong>Know</strong>n as the ‘Cobata’ head after the estate on which it was found, the<br />

huge monolith in the Zocalo was the largest of sixteen similar Olmec<br />

sculptures so far excavated in Mexico. It was thought to have been carved<br />

not long before the time of Christ and weighed more than thirty tons.<br />

Tres Zapotes<br />

From Santiago Tuxtla we drove twenty-five kilometres south-west through<br />

wild and lush countryside to Tres Zapotes, a substantial late Olmec centre<br />

believed to have flourished between 500 BC and AD 100. Now reduced to a<br />

series of mounds scattered across maize fields, the site had been<br />

extensively excavated in 1939-40 by the American archaeologist Matthew<br />

4 Ibid., p. 125.<br />

124

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