Today the kind of calm that makes your hair stand up straight hung overhead. Fear and uncertainty is in the streets. No one speaks, no one mentions the deaths as if by not mentioning them they cease to be real. The local press has us so accustomed to seeing cadavers in ditches that the thought of death doesn't scare us. But yesterday something very different happened.For the first time the whole nation of Honduras shares a martyr. Every movement has its martyr, but we've never had one that has belong equally to all of us. This is different.

Today's march was short, it only lasted four hours, and there were fewer people than in the two previous days (but even so it was quite a large turnou). The coordinators of the resistance met all day long to discuss what strategy to follow starting, following the events of yesterday afternoon. This allowed people to go to their houses to rest. It has been eight exhausting days.

I took advantage of the break to bring my computers to be repaired, and in both the hard drive is dead. I went to my classes at the university where the recurrent theme of the middle and upper class was the justification for the army shooting at the population. As if rocks were proportional to bullets. [may I--Adrienne--just interject in this translation momentarily to note that the coup backers have hired a Zionist lobbying firm in D.C., the Cormac Group, to lobby for their murderous military dictatorship here. They should have plenty of practice, with arguments like the aforementioned.] Among the whites there exists a macabre smile of victory. They think they have won and we will not come out again to march. They really understand nothing.

I went to the mall and took the opportunity to buy more videotape for what is to come. The city is a ghost city, no one in the streets, no one in the stores. People are angry and tired. But above all indignant. Deep down we all know that the reason the bullets did not take our lives was nothing but chance. We all know it could have been us.

We have wanted to believe that this coup was the stupidest in history, but analyzing it well I see that it is the new generation of coups d'etat, so sophisticated, so selective, but not therefore less cruel. The deaths of yesterday (and at the moment COFADEH reports four) were effected as a "preventative" warning to provoke fear in the protesting population. Same for the media coverage. In addition to saying that the shots came from Nicaraguans (and it bears mentioning here that they are now arresting all Nicaraguans and Salvadorans in the country as suspected terrorists), they have claimed that the protesters attacked the army first and the latter acted in self-defense. The radio said a few minutes ago that the government had to give a coffin to the family of one of the protesters because the people who pushed him to his death won't help him out. Over and over again the de facto government repeats the same lie: Nothing happened here, we are all fine, we are the good ones, the rebellious ones are the bad ones, this march was paid for by Chavez, etc. The commissioner of human rights has refused to recognize the violations committed against their opponents arguing that we are asking for it.

I don't know what will happen from this point on. But I can assure you that it is not over and actually it is just beginning. Tomorrow the march will start at the same time and the same place. I will be there to continue doing what I believe I need to do.

Many thanks to all of you for your kind words. They give me strength. It is nine at night and I still have not gotten home. I should go to avoid getting caught in the street by the state of siege.

They will not win!

Dia nueve
by Oscar Estrada on Monday, July 6, 2009 at 10:01pm

Hoy el día colgó con una calma que eriza los pelos. En las calles esta' el miedo y la incertidumbre. Nadie habla, nadie comenta las muertes como que al no mencionarlos dejan de existir. La prensa local nos tiene muy acostumbrados a ver cadaveres en las alcantarias que la idea de la muerte no nos asusta. Pero ayer paso algo distinto. Por primera vez todo el pueblo hondureno compate un martir. Hasta el momento cada movimiento tiene su martir, pero nunca habiamos tenido uno que nos perteneciera por igual a todos. Eso es distinto.

La marcha de hoy fue corta, duro apenas cuatro horas, y habia mucha menos gente que los dos dias anteriores, (pero no por eso pobre). Los coordinadores de la Resistencia se reunieron todo el dia para discutir sobre la estrategia a seguir a partir del punto de giro de ayer por la tarde. Eso permitio a la gente ir a sus casas a descansar. Han sido ocho dias agotadores.

Aproveche el asueto para llevar a reparar mis computadoras, y ambas tienen el disco muerto. Fui a la Universidad a mis clases, en donde el tema recurrente de la clase media y alta es la justificacion del ejercito al disparar a la poblacion. Como que las piedras fueran proporcionales a los fusiles. Entre los blancos existe un macabra sonrisa de victoria. Creen que nos han ganado y no volveremos a marchar. Realmente no comprenden nada.

Fui al centro comercial y aproveche para comprar mas cinta para lo que se que viene. La ciudad es una ciudad fantasma, nadie en las calles, nadie en las tiendas. La gente esta enojada y cansada. Pero sobre todo indignada. En el fondo todos sabemos que la razon por la que las balas no golpearon en nuestras humanidades es pura probabilidad. Todos sabemos que pudimos ser nosotros.

Hemos querido pensar que este es el golpe mas estupido de la historia, pero analizandolo todo veo que es la nueva generacion de golpes de estado, tan sofisticados, tan selectivos, pero no por eso menos crueles. Las muerte de ayer (que hasta el momento COFADEH reporta cuatro) se dieron como un aviso "preventivo" para provocar miedo en la poblacion manifestante. La cobertura mediatica igual. A parde de decir que los disparos llegaron de los nicaraguenses, (vale aca decir que ahora estan deteniendo a todo nicaraguense y salvadoreno en el pais por suponerlos terroristas), han dicho ademas que los manifestantes atacaron primero al ejercito y este actuo en defenza propia. La radio contaba hace unos minutos como el gobierno tuvo que darle a la familia de uno de los manifestantes muertos el ataud porque la gente que lo empujo a la muerte no son solidarios. Una y otra vez el gobierno de facto repite la misma mentira: Aqui no pasa nada, aca estamos bien, nosotros somos los buenos, los revoltosos son los malos, esa marcha es pagada por chavez etc. El comisionado de derechos humanos se ha negado a conocer las violaciones a los mismo argumentando que nos lo estamos buscando.

No se como seguira todo esto a partir de ahora. Pero puedo asegurar que no ha terminado y de hecho solo empieza. Manana la marcha dara inicio a la misma hora y en el mismo lugar. Estare alli para seguir haciendo lo que creo debo hacer.

Muchas gracias a todos y todas por sus palabras. Me dan fuerza.
Son las nueve de la noche y aun no llego a casa. Debo irme para evitar que me agarre el toque de queda en la calle.

NO PASARAN!