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!