Resist us not, for we are Spain, and we are mighty!
Fear not, for though Spain is Mighty, she is also Just. Ship us your lumber, tobacco, pelts and precious metals and we shall satisfy your voracious demand for Spanish manufactured goods and civilizing European refinements. Your ports will bustle and warehouses teem with all manner of candlesticks, furniture and printed books. You are savages and heathens now, but soon you will be Creoles and Mestizos! Creoles, pure-blooded Spaniards born in this new land, socially privileged and destined to fill the upper ranks of colonial bureaucracy. Mestizos, racially mixed product of Spanish and Indian unions, outcast and fated to work the mines. Learn these names well!
Fear not, for though Spain is Mighty, she is also Wise. Although we plunder the land, Spaniards also build! We take many things, but we give you attractive Spanish-style cities, forts and missions, and sustainable systems of agriculture. We give you Spanish words like "adios" and "cajones," which you will bastardize and integrate into your national language.
Fear not, for though Spain is Mighty, she is also Benevolent. Though we destroy an ancient and vibrant culture, we return to you the enchanting Latin rhythms of the Salsa, Cha-Cha, and Flamenco, which will influence generations of popular musicians.
Fear not, for though we herald great change, Spain shall not rule forever. Like a setting sun after a brilliant summer day, Spain's glory shall fade, leaving behind spicy Tex-Mex cuisine and names like Capistrano and San Diego. All hail Spain, ruler of the New World, and Submit! Submit! Pienso en la preciosidad de nuestra amistad, Americano! Fear not Spain, and obey!
