In the Middle of It All

So this is probably not making international news. But in Peru, this is the biggest thing that has happened in years. SUTEP, and other organizations of teachers in Peru, have banded together in huelga, to strike, against the government of Alan Garcia. They stand opposed to a law, formed to create a new system of evaluation for teachers, that was just approved today by Garcia's government.
The law, in my mind, is a just one, it mandates a higher quality of teacher for Peru, which needs it badly. The old system of evaluating maestros was outdated and subjective; this new law mandates a new test, which costs the teachers time and money, but it seems to set a new path for education in Peru, so all the teachers strive to a reach a higher level.
These are the facts. But what makes this situation so complex are the intanglibles, for me. The idea of the right to protest, being enacted to its fullest extent. The revolution of the people. The ground swell of support for the teachers in Peru.
But for what point? And at what cost? I revolt for rights, for justice at its core, and there are many things wrong with the education system in Peru, and in the world at that, that I would fight to cure. But what is this revolution fighting for. I'm open to it, I want to experience it from both sides, but with my job, as a private organization working, and depending, on a debunct public school system, but working for these special children, I find myself dead in the middle.
I love these teachers, but I love these kids more. So what is this strike for? Is it for justice, or is it at the cost of these poor children, who have nothing more in the world than a chance at a education. Or is it a revolution to make the government more receptive to teachers. Or is it a demonstration that has devolved into violence, that has become angry, cruel, and tragic, whose purpose has become lost to me. Whose purpose seems to derive more from pride than from justice.
Yet, I see that this is there right. Their definitive right. And it is so important to this developing nation, to give these teacher's a definitive right.
But it is at the cost of lives, and it is at the cost of the children.
So I have not made my decision yet. I am directly in the middle. I love revolution, you know that, come on, I want it, non-stop, all-the-time, give it to, yes, please, more. Thanks.
But this is the first time I've seen it applied, in due course, in real life. That is it apparent. That it is real. I want to see this revolution to its course, to its endpoint.
Yet, I think I know. It must be a revolt for justice, in the name of something more than ourselves, not over a lowly concern of money or pride. I hope this strike is the former. I suspect, and dread, it being the latter.
Towns are shut down, including Hayacucho and Arequipa, sorry Kelly, with roads blocked, stores shutdown. Effegies are being burned in Truquillo, streets are swarmed in Lima. The nation has come to the teacher's cause, but I don't know why. I just don't know.
We will see where this takes us. We will see.