That’s what my high school trigonometry teacher said. He’d ask if we wanted a test on Friday, for example. We’d stay silent, thinking we had no voice in the decision. He’d look around the classroom, then say, “Silence is consent. Test on Friday.”
I don’t consciously remember anything else I learned that year, but I still hear his voice: “Silence is consent.”
And so it is.
If we keep silent, we consent to language that inflames anti-Semites, including one who massacred eleven jews at worship in Pittsburgh last week.
If we keep silent, we consent to language that inflames racists, including one who executed African Americans at a Kroger supermarket in Kentucky last week.
If we keep silent, we consent to the lies about Democrats and opponents of Donald Trump that inflamed a man who mailed pipe bombs in an attempt to assassinate a former President and Vice-President, members of Congress, former federal officials and prominent citizens.
Silence is consent.
I don’t remember my teacher’s name. I never imagined I’d be quoting him through-out my life. But here he is. Only years later do I realize what he probably hoped his students would hear and take to heart:
Silence is consent.
Seems we have a lot of that now. Not me. I do not consent to the lies being told daily.
KHA @ WG
Thank you for the reminder and carying on the legacy of your teacher