In the days leading up to September 21, the Maisug movement confidently declared a “storm” of people power headed straight for Malacañang, forecasting gale-force protests that would topple Marcos Jr. just like his father. The metaphorical “typhoon” was expected to sweep the palace clean, with wind gusts of righteousness and torrential downpours of justice.

But as September 21 came and went, the only storm brewing was in teacups. No flooding of protests, no winds of change, not even a political drizzle. The roads to Malacañang remained clear, and the only trees standing were metaphors waiting to fall.

Apparently, the forecast was just as reliable as your local weatherman—predicting rain on a cloudless day. Marcos Jr., it seems, has a political umbrella big enough to withstand even the fiercest imaginary storms. Maybe next time, the Maisug movement should check the Doppler radar before announcing another weather disturbance.