I sat down with this book for a while and I'm totally digging it far beyond what I had hoped. This is the story of the Zapatista struggle so far, but not written in the typical dry style of historical books. Durito is a beetle, that looks interestingly like Subcomandante Marcos himself. Marcos started writing these stories as a way of explaining the Zapatistas resistance to neoliberalism in ways that young people could understand. So there are these conversations, as well as communiques to Mexican officials and international press, and "folk stories" - all very detailed with an incredible sense of humor. If Kurt Vonnegut was a guerrilla in the Lacandon jungle maybe you'd get a sense of how it is written. It's brilliant, it's consuming, I haven't been this charmed by a book in a very long time.