Jo Josephson reflects on silence at the Women in Black vigil
As one who is not known for her silence, standing silent with the Women in Black every Friday in downtown Farmington is an important time for me. It’s a time when I observe the faces of the people walking and driving by. It tells me that there are people surprised and curious and, yes, even confused by our presence. It also tells me there are people who smile in support of what we are “saying.” Some even toot their horns. At times I even detect a sense of relief in their faces: “I am not alone; there are others who think as I do.” And of course there are the faces and gestures that tell me how wrong I am, how wars are fought to give me the freedom to take the stand I have taken, and how disgusted they are with my lack of patriotism and support for the troops who are dying for me. And then there are those who show no response. We are all entitled to our opinions, but those who have none, show none are the ones I worry about. There are too many of them who appear to be remaining silent.