The Freemasons are Mexico's "not so secret" secret religion. It's almost impossible for non-masons to get important political positions in Mexico. In 1926, soon after the Revolution, the Freemason-controlled Mexican government decided to wipe out Catholicism in Mexico once and for all. It was the bloodiest war in Mexican history. La Guerra Cristera (The Christ War) a.k.a. La Cristera or La Cristiada (The Christ Affair) supposedly ended in 1929, a year after I was born. The truth is that it has flared up several times since then.
I first went to Mexico in the late 1940s, just after a minor flare-up of La Cristiada, but it just lasted for a year or so, not causing too much damage to life and limb. My first friendships in Mexico were with certain Mexican higher classes and intelligentsia who were Freemasons, such as the famous Beltrán family, manufacturers of the hot sauces named Salsa Búfalo. They also belonged to the Methodist Church. I first met them in an Albuquerque, New Mexico, Mexican Methodist church. And even before I met them, I had a few hours kissing spree in the city square of Pachuca, Hidalgo one night, with a girl in the same family. My toes still buzz when I think of her hot kisses.
Not even today in Mexico can one hope for success in government, education, the upper echelons of the business world, etc., if he isn't hiding a masonic apron under his shirt or coat. I know this to be true because invariably, when they become friends with an American, they'll secretly show him their aprons, thinking the Gringo will understand and sympathize with them. It just so happens that I don't. Also, not all of them are sympathetic with the aims of Freemasonry. They are just "playing politics" in order to get ahead in life.
Also, in the Mexican Catholic Church itself, there are Freemasons within the clergy, and they are exceedingly powerful. Experience has shown me that they and non-masonic factions within the Church are fighting a never-ending battle against each other. This is a matter I have never come to fully understand.
Benito Juárez, an ex-priest himself, and Porfirio Díaz, the bastard son of a priest, were both Freemasons. It was through them that the first determined attempt to destroy Mexican Catholicism started. After the Revolution, the Marxist Partido Revolucionario Institucional began to turn the screws in earnest, receiving financing from the American Freemasons and mainline Protestant churches. This is something I can prove. There's a lot of documentation to substantiate this. President Wilson was behind much of this.
In 1926, when the all-out war against Mexican Catholicism started, the peasantry of Mexico took the law into their own hands. My wife tells me that even her father had a part in La Cristiada. An average of three thousand peasants a month died. Finally, the government just stopped persecuting the Catholics - for a while.
A few years ago, after an operation to remove a precancerous polyp from my colon, my wife and I went to Huandacareo, Michoacán, to fulfill a promise my wife had made to the Christ image there. At the commencement of my operation, she promised it a fifty dollar bill if I recovered. We went to Handacareo later on that year. We stayed there at my wife's friend Micaela Abrego's home. At the time, Micaela's father was still alive. He was a young boy during La Cristiada. The story I'm about to tell you is almost unbelievable.
He said that a host of 3,000 federal soldiers, armed with canonry, marched on the town one day, with the intention of destroying El Cristo del Amparo (The Christ of Assistance), the priests, and everybody in town. This is the most fanatic town you can ever imagine. I know. I've observed their zeal personally. They'd make the Jehovah's Witnesses seem like that "crazy kid stuff."
Micaela's dad told me that the citizenry just had about fifty men armed with rifles, ready to fight and die that day.
When the host pulled up just outside of town, the commander of the federal troops yelled at them, "On this very day, all of you, along with your wooden idols, will hang from every tree in town." And then, the bugler sounded the charge.
Micaela's dad told me that just as the troops began the attack, El Cristo del Amparo came charging out of the church, mounted on a beautiful white stallion. It then galloped directly into the invading host. Immediately, the field was strewn with hundreds of dead and dying men. He said that all this lasted for only a minute or two. The commander and the survivors managed to escape.
Years later, Micaela's dad decided to get work in the United States. During his stay in Tijuana, he said that he one day went into a certain saloon. There he met the ex-commander. He told me that both of them had a long conversation about the strange occurrence in Huandacareo on that day.
The ex-commander told him that while he and his troops were on their way to destroy Huandacareo, they had attacked and sacked several villages and their churches. They stole all the gold and treasure they could find, loading their booty on several burros. After the attack by that Cristo del Amparo specter, he and some of his men escaped with the booty. However, just outside Huandacareo, they began to have some afterthoughts about keeping their booty. What if that specter decided to go after them, perhaps killing them for having stolen those treasures from the churches and villages they destroyed on their way to Huandacareo? Therefore, they dug a big hole in the ground and buried all their booty in it. Then, they continued on their flight to put as many miles between them and Huandacareo as possible. Micaela's dad said that the man told him where the treasure was hidden, but he didn't ever try to find it. Rob, he was really a good old man. He died a few months after our visit there.
The last flare-up of La Cristiada was about two years ago. The Bishop at the time, a German, and also a Freemason, ordered the Mexicans to stop worshiping the Virgen de Guadalupe. There was such a public outcry that he was removed from office immediately and sent back to the Vatican.
I realize I have said some strange things, but as far as what I know about Mexican Freemasonry is concerned, I have personal experience and knowledge.
I'll leave it to you to decide whether you'd like to have them as the Universal Church of the Future.