Is Freedom coming to the Land of Bondage?

My wife and I are spending Shabbat evening watching Anderson Cooper's coverage of the events in Egypt. Purple prose aside, these are obviously significant events we see unfolding.

It occurred to me, this could make for an interesting Passover this year. How does it change the Seder's narrative of Us, the enslaved Israelites, versus Them, the monolithic enemy nation and especially their tyrannical leader, when "Them" is currently tearing itself apart in protest of said tyrant, and no one is sure what their future will be?

Hopefully the situation will be successfully and peacefully resolved before Passover arrives this year (April 19), but it will still make for an interesting commentary and subtext for the holiday.

Consider:

One of the major mysteries and unanswered questions of the Seder - a ritual based on answering questions! - is why God was so...careful, almost, to keep Pharoah in power. With all the death and destruction going on, wouldn't it have been easier just to kill him and take the Israelites out during the ensuing chaos? Depending on the version of the story, Pharoah doesn't even die at the Red Sea; he survives to go back to his ruined kingdom.

So how would it change the story if, after a few plagues had ruined Egypt's economy, job market, and food supply (a pretty close parallel to the current situation), the population had taken to the streets demanding regime change and new social policies?

Of course, the big question now seems to be that we're not sure who is coming into power afterward. Will there, in fact, be a new government, or just new faces under the same leader and structure? Will there be a democratic age of freedom, reason, and enlightenment, or a Islamic theocracy defined by fundamentalism, repression, and isolation?

I can see it strengthening the impact of the holiday by helping us identify more with our ancestors on the ground. The confusion and uncertainty we all feel about the country today, and what it means for the future of everyone in the region, mimics what they felt, huddled in their houses praying for freedom as the Angel of Death strode through the streets.