The Art of the Silent Blog

The art of silence has always eluded me.

For some people, a lack of words seems profound and noble.  For me, a lack of words is simply awkward and frustrating. For the most part, silence has always been just beyond my reach, ability and even my belief system.

Even though I understand that silence is often a sign of respect, I also know that silence can do more damage and cut deeper than the harshest words.

I’m not alone.

Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. said, “History will have to record that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not the strident clamor of the bad people, but the appalling silence of the good people.”  He also said,  “In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.”

Even the dictionary validates my belief that silence isn’t always golden. While the simple definition is “the absence of sound or noise,” the more complicated definition is “the absence or omission of mention, comment, or expressed concern.”

I’ve straddled and struggled with both definitions my entire life. My battle has less to do with my tendency to talk and more to do with my overwhelming need to call attention to injustice, wrongdoing and inappropriate, self-serving behavior.

I’ve been witnessing a great deal of such behavior recently. Yet, for the most part, I’ve remained silent. Even when people have asked if I’m going to write a blog about certain situations, I’ve said, “No, that’s not my role or responsibility.” Besides, my words could easily be misinterpreted as angry and bitter rather than caring and concerned. So I have decided my silence might be more powerful than words.

And so, the silence continues. This change in tactics is also teaching me a new art form: the silent blog.

I  think this one says a lot.

Silence is argument carried out by other means.   Che Guevar

About Trina Bartlett

I live in the Eastern Panhandle of WV, with one dog, two cats, a theater kid in high school, a band kid at West Virginia University and a husband who works strange hours. When I'm not working as a director at a nonprofit social service organization or being a mom, I can generally be found riding my bike, walking my dog and stirring things up.

Posted on August 29, 2012, in My life, perspective and tagged , , , , , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 9 Comments.

  1. Silence………………………………………………………………………………………..

  2. I can only guess what you would like to say, but I admire your silence. This is a fantastic post… the silent blog that says it all. Thanks for sharing a new perspective.

  3. We heard the most when we are quite,

  4. My mother always told me, “Your silence speaks volumes.”
    Your blog reflects wisdom.

  5. A Table in the Sun

    “….the appalling silence of the good people.”
    I had to catch my breath on this one. That’s me. I don’t speak up when I should because I don’t like conflict.

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