Back in October I participated in a march against domestic violence and sexual assault that was sponsored by a non-profit whose Board I serve on. It took place in a small southern town where the organization is headquartered. It is almost stereotypical of the small southern towns that often serve as the setting in John Grisham novels. Where this one is different is that its downtown is not built around a town square bordered by the County Courthouse and attorneys’ offices.  However it is the gathering place for the march and its non-verbal messages that I want to address today. Continue reading And They Wonder Why →