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“The church wanted souls; the government wanted subjects and taxes; the conquistadors wanted gold. In each case, they needed people, and they needed people identified as Indian. But they each sought to remake Indigenous peoples to fit their own desires. The church claimed rights to evangelize Indigenous peoples, the Crown to tax them, and the conquistadors to enslave them. As they jostled for control, they subjected Indigenous forms of religion, governance, and labor to their sometimes-competing objectives.”

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Book:Central America's Forgotten History: Revolution, Violence, and the Roots of Migration
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Aviva Chomsky
Aviva Chomsky

Aviva Chomsky is a renowned historian known for her research on the history of Latin America. Born on April 20, 1957, she specializes in social movements and gender issues in the region. more

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