Here am I, Guaicaipuro Cuautemoc, who have come to discover
those who are celebrating the discovery. Here am I, a descendant of
those who colonised America 40,000 years ago, who have come to
discover those who discovered it 500 years ago.

My European brother at his border asks me for a written
document with a visa in order to discover those who discovered me.
The European moneylender asks me to pay a debt contracted by Judas
which I never authorised to be sold to me. The European pettifogger
explains to me that all debts must be paid with interest, even if
it means selling human beings and whole countries without their
consent. I am gradually discovering them.

I also have payments to claim. I can also claim interest. The
evidence is in the Archivo de Indias. Paper after paper, receipt
after receipt, signature after signature show that between 1503 and
1660 alone, 185,000 kilos of gold and 16 million kilos of silver
were shipped into San Lucar de Barrameda from America.

Plunder? I wouldn't say so. Because that would mean that our
Christian brothers are violating their seventh commandment.
Pillage? May Tanatzin have mercy on me for thinking that the
Europeans, like Cain, kill and then deny their brother's blood!
Genocide? That would mean giving credit to slanderers like
Bartolome de las Casa who equated the discovery of the Indies with
its destruction, or to extremists such as Dr Arturo Pietri, who
states that the outburst of capitalism and of the current European
civilisation was due to the flood of precious metals! No way!

Those 185,000 kilos of gold and 16 million kilos of silver
must be considered as the first of several friendly loans granted
by America for Europe's development. The contrary would presuppose
war crimes, which would mean not only demanding immediate return,
but also compensation for damages.

I prefer to believe in the least offensive hypothesis. Such
fabulous capital exports were nothing short of the beginning of a
Marshalltezuma Plan to guarantee the reconstruction of a barbarian
Europe, ruined by deplorable wars against the Muslim foe. For this
reason, as we approach the Fifth Centennial of the Loan, we must
ask ourselves:

What have our European brothers done in a rational,
responsible or at least productive way with the resources so
generously advanced by the International Indoamerican Fund?
The answer is: unfortunately nothing. Strategically, they
squandered it on battles such as Lepanto, invincible armies, Third
Reichs and other forms of mutual extermination, only to end up
being occupied by the Yankee troops of NATO, like Panama (but
without a canal).

Financially, they were incapable - even after a moratorium of
500 years - of either paying back capital with interest or of
becoming independent from net returns, raw material and cheap
energy that they import from the Third World.

This disgusting picture corroborates Milton Friedman's
assertion that a subsidised economy can never function properly,
and compels us to claim - for their own good - the repayment of
capital and interest which we have so generously delayed all these
centuries.

Stating this, we want to make clear that we will refrain from
charging our European brothers the despicable and blood-thirsty
floating rates of 20 or even 30% that they charge to Third World
countries. We shall only demand the devolution of all precious
metals advanced, plus a modest fixed annum accumulated over 300
years.

On this basis, and applying the European formula of compound
interest, we inform our discoverers that they only owe us, as a
first payment against the debt, a mass of 185,000 kilos of gold and
16 million kilos of silver, both raised to the power of 300. This
equals a figure that would need over 300 digits to put it down on
paper and whose weight fully exceeds that of the planet Earth.

What huge piles of gold and silver! How much would they weigh
when calculated in blood? To say that in half a millennium Europe
has not been able to produce sufficient wealth to pay back this
modest interest is as much as admitting to the total financial
failure of capitalism.

The pessimists of the Old World state that their civilisation
is already so bankrupt that they cannot fulfil their financial or
moral commitments. If this is the case, we shall be happy if they
pay us with the bullet that killed the poet. But that is not
possible, because that bullet is the very heart of Europe