Solving
mysteries at Palenque
by Jimm Budd
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Back about the time when Arthur reigned at Camelot,
an equally magnificent monarch ruled over Palenque
in what is now Chiapas.
Camelot has vanished. No one knows if it really existed, but the ruins of Palenque still stand.
There are those who claim Palenque
was, in the 7th century, the most striking city on earth. The ruins have been
designated Patrimonio de la
Humanidad.
Towering
above the Chiapas
jungle, the oddly pagoda-like tower over the structure called The Palace
dominates what is perhaps the most beautiful of the ancient Maya ceremonial
centers.
Palenque is a two-hour drive from the Villahermosa airport. Pleasant,
reasonably-priced hotels are located close to the ruins and overnighting at the
site allows plenty of time for exploring.
There is much to see, not only The Palace
but the majestic Temple of the Inscriptions, the Hall of the Cross and the
stelae, which are pillars carved with history in hieroglyphics, along with the
stadium where the Mayas played a game not unlike soccer a thousand years ago.
Images in stucco decorate the many buildings providing a fascinating glimpse of
a vanished way of life.
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of the Inscriptions lie the bones of Pacal, greatest of the Palenque kings. The discovery of his
jade-covered remains in a massive stone sarcophagus in 1952 confounded archaeologists.
Until then it was believed that the Mayas, unlike the Egyptians, never used
pyramids as tombs. Where once it was believed
the Mayas huddled
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in warring city-states, now it appears
their kingdoms were extensive. Palenque seems to
have begun as an outpost of Tikal, the biggest
of the Maya cities, which is in what is now Guatemala.
Under
Pacal and perhaps his mother before him, Palenque
became a rebel colony, a protégé realm briefly outshining its mentor. From what
can be gleaned from the stelae, the gods foretold the glory of Pacal
millenniums before his birth.
His
mother, Zac Kuk, a "great lady", perhaps a princess or a queen,
arrived from Tikal
about 610 A.D. By then the area had been
inhabited for possibly a thousand years, but in Maya terms it was remote, the
western edge of the kingdom and the Gateway to Hell (because the sun sets in
the west).
It
may have been a place of exile. Zac Kuk ruled here briefly until her son
reached puberty. Ceding the regency, she nonetheless hovered in the background,
making certain her young monarch survived.
A
lively mystery weekend could be set up trying to guess what led the royal lady
to abandon Tikal
for the hinterlands. Had she been a queen overthrown by a usurper? Or was it
perhaps that the father of her son was not her husband? There are some things
the stelae do not tell. Rulers do not erect monuments to court scandals and
they don't have their scribes glorify their defeats.
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Pacal died at eighty. It was during his long reign that most of the
palaces and temples remaining today were built. It may be that tourists today
see more of Palenque
than most Mayas ever did. Surrounded by the huts of artisans and peasants who
worked the fields, the great stone city was a ceremonial and religious center,
something of a tropical Forbidden City that
the common folk never entered.
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Chan, son of Pacal, followed his father
on the throne and ordered the complex known as the Group of the Cross built to
proclaim his glory and his legitimacy. Hok succeeded Chan, glyphs on the stelae
arguing that he, too, was the anointed of the gods. You gather there may have
been some doubt and that trouble followed. No stelae have been found to tell
the end of the tale. Instead, Palenque
went into decline and less than a century after the demise of Pacal this Maya
Camelot was a ghost city.
The
inference is that there was a palace revolution followed by a civil war.
When we think about what we know of
European history, it seems the logical explanation. Perhaps we had something
like the tragedy of Hamlet or Macbeth played out upon these stones.
Palenque does resemble a
stage set after the actors have gone home. John L. Stephens, an American
explorer of the 19th century, saw it that way. "In the midst of
desolation and ruin," he wrote, " we looked into the past...fancied
every building perfect...and called into life the strange people who gazed at
us in sadness from the walls."
At Palenque your imagination runs wild.
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