One of my favorite movie scenes is in Fiddler On the Roof is when the town crier at the wedding yells, “Quiet down, Quiet down!,” and then the music plays and the men do the traditional Russian folk dance with wine bottles fixed to their top hats.
There is a lot of yelling and screaming these days. In the halls of Congress, on all forms of media, during protests, and in our homes as we endure the virus. The sad part is while we are yelling, we can’t hear the music and participate in the dance called life.
I personally think the most effective protests are silent vigils with candlelight, but I divert. Most of the time, the louder our voice the less it will be heard. I listen harder and take the message in more when it is said in a whisper than a shout. How about you?