"Obituary Of the Late
Mr. Common Sense"
Today we mourn the passing
of a beloved old friend, Common Sense,
who has been with us for many years.
No one knows for sure how old he was,
since his birth records
were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.


He will be remembered
as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:
Knowing when to come in out of the rain;
Why the early bird gets the worm;
Life isn't always fair;
and Maybe it was my fault.


Common Sense lived by simple,
sound financial policies
(don't spend more than you can earn)
and reliable strategies
(adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly
when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place.

Reports of a 6 year old boy
charged with sexual harassment
for kissing a classmate;
teens suspended from school
for using mouthwash after lunch;
and a teacher fired
for reprimanding an unruly student,
only worsened his condition.


Common Sense
lost ground
when parents attacked teachers
for doing the job
that they themselves had failed
to do
in disciplining
their unruly children.


It declined even further
when schools were required
to get parental consent
to administer Calpol,
sun lotion or a band-aid
to a student;
but could not inform parents
when a student became pregnant
and wanted to have an abortion.


Common Sense lost the will to live
as the ten Commandments
became contraband;
churches became businesses;
and criminals received
better treatment than their victims.

Common Sense took a beating
when you couldn't defend yourself
from a burglar in your own home
and the burglar could sue you for assault.


Common Sense
finally gave up the will to live,
after a woman failed to realize
that a steaming cup of coffee was hot.
She spilled a little in her lap,
and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.


Common Sense
was preceded in death by his parents,
Truth and Trust;
his wife, Discretion;
his daughter,
Responsibility;
and his son, Reason.


He is survived by his 3 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights,
Someone Else Is To Blame,
and I'm A Victim.
Not many attended his funeral
because so few realized he was gone.
If you still remember him,
pass this on.
If not, join the majority
and do nothing.

(anonomous)



Remember,  God is still watching!!!



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