As Eduardo talked on, though we were on the 15th floor, I could hear still hear from outside the slogans and shouts of the protesters. Bus drivers had launched a strike in the city that day, to protest against new regulations being brought in by the Government, and were now demonstrating in the city center. Listening to Eduardo, I wondered vaguely why people were not protesting in the same way every day at the hundreds murders and endless human rights abuses that were carried out by guerilla, paramilitary, and military forces each year in Colombia.