Echoes of Resistance
SITTING here at my desk in the boondocks of Cagayan de Oro, looking at a calendar that marks 40 years since the nation tipped on its axis, it’s hard not to feel a profound sense of déjà vu. Tomorrow is Wednesday, February 25. Four decades since the strongman fell. Four decades since Plaza Divisoria erupted into a spontaneous, euphoric street dance. And yet, as I prepare to join the crowds tomorrow, I have to ask: have we truly left the dark behind, or are we just fighting the same shadows in new clothes? Long before Manila’s masses formed that famous human barricade along Edsa, the fires of resistance were already burning white-hot right here in our city. We weren’t just a footnote in the 1986 revolution; Cagayan de Oro was the vanguard of the south, a defiant crucible for the democratic struggle during the martial law era. The convergence Tomorrow, that unbroken spirit of vigilance hits the streets again. We aren’t just reminiscing; we are mobilizing. The People’s Movement Against Cor...
