Hundreds, thousands, would have probably amassed in Ayala by now, shaking their fists angrily and crying out against the latest outrage of the Philippine Congress.  But by now, the tumultuous shout has become weak refrain,

In 2005, they raged for Gloria to resign to a post she never truly honestly acquired,

In 2006, they decried the Congress’ attempt to subvert the laws that limit the ambitions of the few.

Coups, scandals, distractions explosion that splashed on newspaper headlines throughout 2006-2008.

The powers that be have dared fate by saying that “only God could judge them” and the truth had once and for all been settled.

What truth?

The impeachment never pushed through.  We never really knew, we never really had the chance to see the evidence, whereas at least under Estrada the nation at least could listen and see testimonies, witnesses, and judge for themselves.

The killings raged on, and when they faded away from the news, there was no one to account for the dead.

What happened to the investigations of the mysterious Jose Pidal, the ZTE, the “Congressional money bags” that were distributed one meeting in Malacanang ago?

All of these have been brushed aside, and mistaken for resolved.   And maybe, past 2009, will never be reopened.

The EDSA leaders have gone separate ways, mixed in embitterment, resigned sadness, or at the least, unsettled contentment–

Cha-cha is a dying refrain, but the irony is it may win through, because its resilience could wear out the people so sick of it.   Anger, after all, consumes bodily energy.

The latest rally is the symptom of an impatient people, waiting, praying and hoping that some change will peek from the darkness of this country’s state.  No more abusive First spouses, no more shadowy executions, no more throwing away sovereign territories–from Mindanao to Spratlys–and just no more of this failed administration.

“…Rage, rage against the dying of the light…“

May it be this regime’s, and not the nation’s.