Earlier in the evening, the front area of the Inquirer building had suddenly filled with lights, satellite dishes, cables and cameras as reporters from the TV networks staked out positions and waited for the police to serve the warrants. But as of 9:20 pm, after a slight drizzle that had the cameramen scrambling to stow the lights inside their vans, nobody from the court's or FG's side has yet materialized. Reporters have left; the clutter outside has diminished.
"Maybe they got lost on the way here," an editor quipped.
Another judge has ruled recently that Mike Arroyo is a public figure and, thus, has no business lodging libel charges on the premise that he is a private citizen. But Mr. Arroyo is still at it.
I sure hope I'm in the office when the serving officers show up and attempt to manacle our editors. I'd snap away, splash the pictures here and blog about the scene real-time.
You be the judge on the motives and timing of the warrants. I've made up my mind long ago. This administration is hopeless, and a clear and present danger to us all. "The democratic space... is now diminishing by the day," warns Manolo Quezon in his column today. Damn right it is.
Ah, Joker, what hast thou done linking arms with these lowlifes?
Update: Inquirer publisher, editors in libel case post bail.