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You ruled an empire of 25 million people from a throne on an island in the middle of a lake, and it all ended with strangers from the east.
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VIDEO TOPICS/TIMESTAMPS:
0:00 The Macehualli
2:40 The Chinampa Farmer Of The City
5:09 The Artisan
7:33 The Warrior
10:14 The Eagle Warrior
12:35 The Merchant
15:18 The Priest
17:47 The Pilli
20:29 The Tlatoani
23:06 The Huey Tlatoani
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VIDEO TOPICS/TIMESTAMPS:
0:00 The Macehualli
2:40 The Chinampa Farmer Of The City
5:09 The Artisan
7:33 The Warrior
10:14 The Eagle Warrior
12:35 The Merchant
15:18 The Priest
17:47 The Pilli
20:29 The Tlatoani
23:06 The Huey Tlatoani
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00:00Level 1. The Machewali. You are a commoner. You were born in a small adobe house on the edge of
00:07a chinampa. The chinampa is one of the floating gardens that ring the great lake. Your father
00:12grew maize on this same plot. His father grew maize on this same plot. You will grow maize
00:18on this same plot until your body gives out, or until the gods decide otherwise.
00:23The sun rises over the volcanoes in the east. You are already awake. You are awake before the sun.
00:30The sun does not wait for anyone, not even the emperor. You eat a piece of cold tortilla and
00:36drink water from a clay jar. You walk to your field carrying a digging stick made of fire-hardened
00:42wood. You have no metal tools. Nobody in the empire has metal tools for farming. The Aztecs know how to
00:49work copper and gold and bronze. But those metals are reserved for jewelry and ornaments and weapons
00:55of the nobility. Your hands are your tools. Your back is your tractor. Your sweat is the only thing
01:02that makes the maize grow. You work until midday. You eat another tortilla. You work until sunset.
01:09You walk home. You eat beans and chilies and a small piece of fish your wife caught in the canals.
01:15You sleep on a reed mat on the floor. You wake up before the sun. You do this every day
01:21of your
01:22life. Your taxes are paid in labor and goods. You owe the Kalpuli, your local ward, a portion of
01:29every harvest. You owe the temple a portion. You owe the noble who oversees your district a portion.
01:36What is left feeds your family if the harvest was good. If the harvest was bad, you eat less.
01:42If the harvest fails, people die. You have seen people die. You have buried two of your own
01:49children. You do not speak of them often. The priests said the gods needed them. You do not
01:56argue with priests. You are required to perform military service when the empire calls. You will
02:03march hundreds of miles to a city you have never heard of. You will fight men who speak a language
02:08you do not understand. You may die there. If you survive, you may bring back captives. Captives
02:15are currency in this world. A man who brings back captives can rise. A man who brings back nothing
02:21remains exactly what he is. You have not risen. You will not rise. You are exactly what you are.
02:30Your wife knows this. Your children will know it soon. They will inherit the same plot. They will
02:37inherit the same digging stick. Level 2. The Chinampa Farmer of the City. They selected you for
02:45relocation when you were 14. The empire needed bodies in Tenochtitlan, and your village had too
02:50many sons. You walked for a week with a small bundle of belongings on your back. You crossed the
02:56causeways into the city and saw things that you did not have words for. Pyramids that scraped the
03:02clouds. Markets that stretched for as far as you could see. Canals full of canoes carrying every
03:09imaginable good. People dressed in feathers and gold, walking past slaves carrying loads of firewood.
03:16The city was loud and bright and overwhelming. You wanted to turn around and run home. You did not.
03:24You were assigned to a Chinampa cooperative on the southern edge of the city. The Chinampas are not
03:29floating, despite what people will say a thousand years from now. They are anchored islands of mud
03:34dredged from the lake bottom. They are held in place by woven reeds and willow trees. They are the
03:40most productive farmland in the world. You work them in shifts with 30 other men. You plant maize and
03:47beans and squash together in the same plot. They are three sisters that nourish each other in the soil.
03:53You harvest tomatoes and chilies and amaranth. You grow flowers for the temples because the gods demand
04:00flowers. The yields are extraordinary. One Chinampa can feed an entire family for a year.
04:07You produce enough to feed yourself, your overseer, the priests, and the nobles. And there is still
04:14something left for the marketplace. You take your surplus to the great market at Tlateloco.
04:19You have never seen anything like it. 60,000 people come every day. Vendors sell jaguar pelts and
04:28obsidian blades and cacao beans. They sell salt and cotton cloth and live turkeys and dried fish from
04:36the coast. You barter your tomatoes for fish. You trade your fish for cotton thread. You exchange your
04:43cotton thread for a small clay figurine of the rain god. There is no money. There are cacao beans for
04:50small purchases and copper axe heads for large ones. But most of the economy runs on direct
04:56exchange. You return home with what you have traded for. Your wife is pleased. Your children are fed.
05:04You sleep. You wake up before the sun. Level 3. The artisan. You were always good with your hands.
05:13As a boy, you carve small figures from clay while the other boys ran in the dust. Your father noticed.
05:20The Kalpuli elders noticed. When the apprenticeships were assigned, you were sent to a featherworker.
05:25The featherworker is called an amanteca. He took you into his house and into his trade.
05:31The featherworkers are not common laborers. You are Pochteca adjacent. Somewhere between merchant
05:37and artisan and almost noble. Your craft is sacred. You make the cloaks and shields and headdresses
05:44worn by the highest lords and warriors of the empire. The feathers come from birds that live
05:50thousands of miles away. Quetzal feathers come from the cloud forests of the south. Macaw feathers come
05:56from the lowland jungles. Hummingbird feathers shimmer in colors that change as you turn them.
06:01The Pochteca traders bring them in bundles wrapped in cotton. You cut them. You arrange them. You glue
06:08them onto a backing made of agave fiber and cotton paper. The work takes months. A single ceremonial
06:15cloak can take a year to complete. You work in a small studio with three other artisans. You have an
06:22assistant who grinds pigments and prepares the glue. The light through the doorway is your only
06:27illumination. You squint constantly. Your eyes will fail you by the time you are 50. Most artisans go
06:35blind eventually. The trade demands it. You do not complain. The work is sacred and the pay is good.
06:42You have a small house in the artisan quarter. You own three changes of clothes. Your wife wears
06:49dyed with cochineal red. Your children eat meat twice a week. You are not noble. You will never be
06:56noble. But you live better than 90% of the empire, and you know it. Twice a year, you participate
07:02in
07:03the festival of your patron god. The Amantecas have their own deity, Coyote Lina Hual, the coyote spirit
07:10of craftsmen. You walk in procession through the city, carrying ceremonial objects you helped create.
07:15The priests bless you. The nobles nod at you as you pass. For one day a year, you matter to
07:23people
07:23who would otherwise never look at you. The rest of the year, you work in your studio. You arrange
07:29feathers. You try not to think about your eyes. Level 4. The Warrior. You were chosen by the Kalpilek,
07:38the head of your ward, when you were 15. Every commoner boy is eligible for military training,
07:43but only some are chosen. You were chosen because you were tall and strong. Your father had brought
07:50back a captive from a campaign in the south the year before. The empire remembers families.
07:55You were sent to the Telpoch Kali, the house of youth. For five years, you trained alongside other
08:01commoner boys to become warriors. You learned to fight with the Maka Weedle. The Maka Weedle is a
08:06wooden sword edged with razor-sharp obsidian blades. You learned to throw the atlatl, the spear-thrower
08:12that could pierce armor at 50 paces. You learned to use the bow and the sling and the heavy obsidian
08:18-tipped
08:18club called the Coahuilole. You learned to march, to camp, to scout. You learned to live on dried
08:25maize cakes for weeks at a time. You learned to take captives. This was the most important lesson.
08:32The Aztecs do not fight to kill. They fight to capture. A dead enemy is worth nothing. A captured
08:39enemy can be sacrificed to the gods. A man who captures enemies for the gods rises in rank.
08:45Your first campaign was against a tributary city that had stopped paying its taxes.
08:50You marched for three weeks to get there. You arrived exhausted and hungry. The battle started
08:56at dawn. It was chaos. Men screaming. Dust in the air. The smell of sweat and blood and torn earth.
09:04You fought a man your own age. You hit him hard with the flat of your mock-a-weedle. You
09:09did not
09:10slice him. You stunned him. You wrestled him to the ground. You bound his hands. You had your first
09:16captive. He looked at you with empty eyes during the march back. He knew what was coming. You had
09:23been told what was coming since you were a small boy. The empire makes no secret of it. The whole
09:28machinery is built around it. You brought him back to Tenochtitlan in a long line of bound men marching
09:34behind the army. The priests took him. They led him up the steps of the Great Pyramid. You watched from
09:40below. You stood with the other warriors in your unit. The drums beat in the rhythm of a heart.
09:45You will not describe what happened next. You watched it. That is enough. You were promoted.
09:52You received a new cloak with simple decoration. It is the mark of a warrior who had taken one captive.
09:58You went home to your village to show your family. Your mother cried. Your father did not. Your father
10:05had taken three captives in his youth. He nodded at you and then went back to his fields. You were
10:11a warrior now. You would fight again. Level 5. The Eagle Warrior. You took your fourth captive in a
10:19campaign against the Tlashkallans. The Tlashkallans are the empire's eternal enemies. They are the only
10:25people who refuse to submit. They are the holdouts in their mountain valleys who fight every year
10:30and refuse every offer. The wars against them are called Flower Wars. Sochi-yayotl. They are
10:37ritualized combat to provide captives for sacrifice on both sides. The flowers in this case are men.
10:44They are plucked from the field of battle to be given to the gods. Four captives is the threshold.
10:50Four captives makes you a Quatli, an eagle warrior. You are now a member of one of the two great
10:57warrior
10:57orders. The eagles are the warriors of the sun, of Huitzilopochtli, the god who demands blood.
11:04The other order is the jaguars, the warriors of the night, of Tezcatlipoca, the smoking mirror.
11:11You wear a costume that transforms you. Your helmet is the head of an eagle, with feathers cascading down
11:18your back. Your shield is painted with eagle imagery. When you walk into battle, you are not
11:23a man. You are the bird of the sun made flesh. You eat at the warrior's house with other eagles
11:29and jaguars. You drink pulque, the fermented agave drink that is forbidden to commoners,
11:35but permitted to warriors of your rank. You have your own concubines. They are women given as gifts
11:41by grateful nobles. You have a salary now, paid in cacao beans and cloth and food deliveries from
11:48the imperial granaries. You no longer farm. You no longer work. You train and you fight and you wait
11:56for the next campaign. Your status comes with obligations. You attend ceremonies at the great
12:02temple. You stand in formation when the emperor processes through the city. You serve as a guard
12:07at festivals, where men are sacrificed by the hundreds. You watch the priest's work. You stand
12:14at attention while the obsidian blades rise and fall. You do not flinch. Flinching would be a
12:20disgrace. You have killed in battle. You have captured. You have watched what becomes of the
12:26captured. You have stopped being able to feel certain things. You consider this a feature of being a
12:32warrior, not a wound. Level six, the merchant. You are Pochteca. This is not the same as a market
12:40vendor. A market vendor sells tomatoes for a few cacao beans. You are something else entirely. You
12:47travel. You travel for years at a time. You lead caravans of porters and slaves and other merchants
12:53through hostile territory. You bring back goods that exist nowhere else in the empire. Your caravans go to
12:59the Maya cities of the south. They go to the Mitek kingdoms of the west. They go to the trading
13:04ports
13:04of the gulf coast. There, ocean-going canoes bring in goods from places nobody can name. You bring out
13:11obsidian blades and cotton cloth and copper bells. You bring back jade, quetzelfeathers, jaguar pelts,
13:18and cacao. You bring back rare seashells, gold dust, slaves, exotic birds, and medicinal herbs.
13:25You also bring back intelligence. You are also a spy. The emperor expects this. You walk through
13:33foreign cities and count their soldiers. You note the height of their walls. You learn the names of
13:38their rulers and the names of their gods. You learn the dates of their festivals. You report all of this
13:44to the imperial administrators when you return. The empire's wars are planned using information you
13:49provide. The cities you visit do not always know what you are. Sometimes they suspect. Sometimes you are
13:56attacked. Pochteca caravans have been ambushed and slaughtered. The empire treats this as an act of war.
14:02The Pochteca who are killed become an excuse for invasion. You are simultaneously a merchant, a spy,
14:09and a casus belli. Your status in Tenochtitlan is complicated. You are wealthy, sometimes wealthier than
14:15the nobles. But you are not noble. You cannot wear certain feathers. You cannot live in certain
14:21districts. You hide your wealth carefully. Flaunting it would draw the resentment of the warrior
14:27nobility. The warrior nobility has the power to destroy you. When you return from a successful
14:33expedition, you arrive at night. You unload your goods at a private warehouse. You sleep in your modest
14:39house. The next morning you walk to the market dressed in plain cotton. You act as if you are an
14:45ordinary trader. You give lavish feasts in private to other Pochteca. You marry your daughters to other
14:51Pochteca families. You build a parallel society of merchant princes. You run the economy of the
14:57empire from the shadows. You worry constantly. You worry about being too visible. You worry about being
15:04too rich. You worry about a noble taking offense at something you said at a banquet. A Pochteca was
15:10executed last year for wearing the wrong feathers in his cloak. You attended his funeral. You wore
15:16plain cotton. Level 7. The Priest. You were given to the temple at age 6. Your parents had promised
15:24your life to the gods before you were born. They made the promise after a difficult birth that nearly
15:29killed your mother. The priest took you. You lived in the Kalmakak, the house of the priests. It is the
15:35school where the children of nobles and dedicated commoners are trained. You were trained for the
15:40religious and administrative life of the empire. The training was severe. You woke at midnight to
15:46bathe in cold water and offer prayers. You woke again before dawn to sweep the temple. You memorized
15:52the codices, the painted books that contained the genealogies of the gods. You memorized the calendar
15:58of festivals and the histories of the empire. You memorized the songs and the prayers and the
16:04incantations. You learned to read the picture-writing that ordinary people cannot decipher. You learned
16:10mathematics, astronomy, herbal medicine, and music. You learned to perform the rituals that keep the
16:16universe from falling apart. You are a Talamakoski now, a fully ordained priest. You serve in one of
16:23the temples on the Great Pyramid in the center of the city. You wear a black cloak. Your hair is
16:29long
16:29and matted with the blood of your own sacrifices. You offer your own blood daily. It is drawn from your
16:36earlobes and tongue and the flesh of your inner thighs. You draw it with thorns from the Magee plant.
16:42The gods require constant feeding. Your blood is one of the foods. You officiate at the great
16:49festivals. You have ascended the steps of the pyramid carrying ritual objects. You have stood
16:54beside the sacrificial stone. You have read the prayers that prepare a captive for his journey to
16:59the sun. You have held the obsidian blade. You have done what priests do. You believe in what you are
17:06doing. This is important to understand. You are not a cynic. You are not pretending. You believe
17:13completely that without the blood of captives, the sun will not rise. The Aztec cosmos is unstable.
17:20It has been destroyed four times before. Only the constant offering of human hearts keeps the fifth
17:27sun moving across the sky. If the sacrifices stopped, the world would end. You believe this.
17:34Most priests believe this. You go to sleep at night with the blood of the morning's offerings still
17:39on your hands. You sleep peacefully. You have kept the universe in motion for one more day.
17:47Level 8. The Pili. You are a noble. The Pili are the ruling class, descendants of past kings and
17:55conquerors and high officials. You did not earn your position through merit. You were born into it.
18:01You attended the Kalmakak alongside the future priests, but your training prepared you for
18:06administration rather than religious service. You learned the laws. You learned how to keep
18:12accounts. You learned how to manage a household, an estate, a district. You manage a tributary province
18:19now. You were appointed by the emperor to oversee a region in the west. It is three days' march from
18:24Tenochtitlan. The region pays tribute in cotton, in cacao, in turquoise, in dried chilies. You collect
18:32it. You ensure the local rulers comply with imperial demands. The local rulers are called the Tlatoque of
18:39the conquered cities. You hold court. You hear disputes. You judge cases. You can order executions.
18:46You can confiscate land. You can decide which families rise and which fall. You live in a stone palace
18:54built by laborers conscripted from the surrounding villages. You have multiple wives. The senior wife
19:01is from another noble family. She is a strategic alliance arranged by your fathers when you were
19:06both children. The junior wives are gifts from local rulers seeking favor. You have many children.
19:12children. The children of the senior wife will inherit. The children of the junior wives will
19:17become priests or warriors or minor functionaries. Everyone in your household understands this from
19:23birth. You sometimes travel back to Tenochtitlan for the great festivals. You stand at the foot of
19:29the pyramid in robes of dyed cotton and quetzal feathers. You watch the emperor process past in his
19:35litter. You bow your head. You note who is standing where. The arrangement of the nobles around the
19:42emperor tells you everything. It tells you who is rising and who is falling. You file this
19:48information away. Politics in the empire is a slow knife. The men who survive are the ones who watch
19:55carefully. They move at exactly the right moment. You have watched two cousins fall in the last decade.
20:03One was accused of corruption. One was accused of plotting against the throne. Both accusations were
20:09probably false. It did not matter. The accusations were enough. Their lands were redistributed. Their
20:17wives became servants. Their children were stripped of noble status. You did not attend their executions.
20:24You sent appropriate gifts to the families of those who replaced them. Level 9. The Teletwani.
20:31You were the ruler of an entire city. Not Tenochtitlan, but one of the major tributary cities.
20:37Perhaps Texcoco or Tlacopon, the partners in the Triple Alliance. You were a king in your own right.
20:44You were descended from a lineage that stretches back to the founding of your city.
20:48You have your own court. Your own priests. Your own warriors. Your power is real, but it is bounded.
20:55You owe allegiance to the Huey Teletwani in Tenochtitlan. You send tribute. You send soldiers
21:03when he calls. You attend his festivals. You acknowledge his supremacy in every public gesture.
21:09In private, you and your advisors discuss the limits of his power. You discuss the possibility
21:15of independence. You discuss the cost of rebellion. The cost is always too high. Other cities have
21:23rebelled. You know what happened to them. The imperial armies came. The walls were breached.
21:30The temples were burned. The rulers were captured and brought back to Tenochtitlan.
21:35They died slowly on the sacrificial stone. The cities were rebuilt as imperial garrisons.
21:42The lesson was clear. So you bow. You comply. You enrich yourself within the system instead of
21:49trying to break it. Your palace is enormous. Hundreds of rooms are arranged around courtyards
21:55filled with flowers and fountains. You keep a private zoo with jaguars and eagles and exotic birds
22:02collected from across the empire. You keep a private library of codices recording your dynasty's
22:08history. You keep an aviary of hummingbirds whose feathers will be used for your ceremonial cloaks.
22:14You hold court daily. You judge cases involving land disputes and inheritance and trade conflicts.
22:21You command armies. You negotiate with neighboring rulers. You marry your sons to the daughters of
22:28allies. You marry your daughters to the sons of rivals. You weave a web of family connections that
22:34strengthens your position with every generation. You will die in this palace. Your son will succeed you,
22:41or your brother will, or your nephew will. The succession is never simple. It involves
22:48negotiation among the noble families. It involves approval from the Huey to Latwani in the capital.
22:54Sometimes the succession involves poison. Sometimes it involves war. The cycle of palace intrigue
23:02is the constant background music of your life. Level 10. The Huey to Latwani. You are the great speaker.
23:10You are emperor of the largest political entity ever assembled in Mesoamerica. You sit on a throne
23:17in a palace in the heart of Tenochtitlan. Your word reaches from the deserts of the north to the
23:22jungles of the south. Your name is Moctezuma. You did not choose the name. The position chose you.
23:30You were elected by the Council of Nobles after the death of your predecessor. Election is the wrong word
23:36for what happened. You were the only acceptable choice from a small group of acceptable choices.
23:42You were the most experienced warrior. You were the most learned in religious matters.
23:47You were the most politically astute. The Council recognized this. You took the throne.
23:53Your power is absolute and your power is fragile. These are not contradictions. Both are true at the
24:00same time. You can order any noble executed. You can order any city destroyed. You can declare war.
24:09You can demand tribute from any corner of the empire. Your courtiers prostrate themselves when
24:15you enter a room. They cannot look at your face. You eat behind a screen so that no one watches
24:21you eat.
24:21You change your cloak many times a day, and each cloak is worn only once before being burned.
24:28The rituals of your office consume entire hours of every day. You wake before dawn for prayers.
24:34You bathe in scented water. You dress in a robe of woven feathers. You walk through corridors lined with
24:42guards. You hold court. You receive ambassadors. You make decisions. You eat alone. You meet with
24:50priests. You inspect new constructions. You receive reports from the provinces. You authorize campaigns.
24:59You sleep for a few hours, and then you wake. You begin again. You rule 25 million people.
25:06You command armies of tens of thousands. You receive tribute from hundreds of cities.
25:13Your warehouses overflow with cotton and cacao and gold. Your palace gardens contain plants from every
25:20corner of the empire. Your zoos contain animals that no European has ever seen. And you are afraid.
25:27You are afraid every single day. You are afraid because the priests have told you about omens.
25:34A comet streaked across the sky. A temple caught fire, and the water poured on it would not extinguish
25:41the flames. A woman wandered the streets at night weeping for her lost children.
25:46The codices speak of the return of Quetzalcoatl.
25:50Strangers have arrived on the eastern coast in floating houses. They are pale. They have beards.
25:57They carry weapons that breathe fire. Your spies have brought you reports. You read them at night.
26:03You stare at the painted images. You consult the priests. You consult the codices. You consult your
26:11dreams. You do not know what to do. You send gifts. You send threats. You send envoys. You consider war.
26:21You consider diplomacy. You consider hiding. The strangers move inland. They make alliances with your
26:29enemies. The Tlashcolans, the eternal enemies, welcome them. They march toward your city and you
26:35receive them as guests. You give them gold and turquoise and feathers. You hope this will satisfy
26:42them. It does not satisfy them. Nothing satisfies them. They take you prisoner in your own palace.
26:50You die in circumstances that historians will argue about for 500 years. Your city falls. Your empire
26:58falls. Your people are enslaved. Your temples are torn down and churches are built on top of them.
27:05Your codices are burned. Your gods are forbidden. Your language survives in remote villages. But the
27:13thing your ancestors built ceases to exist. Somewhere in the mountains, a child is being born right now in a
27:20small adobe house. Her father is a farmer. Her mother grinds maize. The empire that rules her future
27:28will not be Aztec. It will be Spanish. And after that, something else. And after that, something else
27:36again. But the chinampas will still grow tomatoes. The volcanoes will still rise in the east. The
27:43descendants of the Mexica will still speak the words their grandmothers taught them. Something
27:48endures even when everything is taken. You ruled the world from a throne on an island in the middle
27:54of a lake. The throne is gone. The island has been buried under a sprawling city of concrete and steel.
28:01The lake has been drained. But the people are still here. The cycle continues.
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