Noisy, but not-so-grim reapers take to the streets

This past sunday night, as I was doing some homework, I began to hear an enormous racket swelling in the street 8 floors below. I rushed downstairs and was greeted by a stream of persons banging all sorts of objects - mostly pots and pans and waving signs and banners.
They were protesting new grain-export taxes put in place by President Cristina. If you´ve never seen President Cristina then you´re missing out on some of the sexiest political action this side of the Hemisphere (if you´re into that whole botox- collagen injection thing). She wants to take the abundant earnings from grain exports and reinvest them in social programs within Argentina. The farmers and agriculture industry are obviously not having it.
I marched with the protesters until we reached a major intersection filled with more protesters. Everyone joined together in making as much racket as possible while police blocked roads in all four directions. I stayed out of the main mass and tried to look as inconspicuous as possible.
A young woman in the middle of the crowd silenced everyone with a speech then rallied eveyone with a song, I can only assume, was the national anthem. Then everyone dispersed, peacefully and orderly.
Farmers all over the country are allowing the shipment of grain within the country but are setting up roadbloacks all over to prevent grain from leaving the international ports.
As of now, the two sides are trading blows in the media with no clear end in-sight.
On a side-note, I´m allergic to all the grains in dispute.

Don´t mess with sorghum.