The Late Common Sense

This may be an oldie, but I keep some of those thoughts close to me. (Author Unknown)

Obituary of the Late, Mr/Ms. 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/she was,
since his/her birth records were long ago lost in Bureaucratic Red Tape.

He/She 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/Her 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/her parents, Truth and Trust; his/her wife, Discretion; his/her daughter, Responsibility; and his/her son, Reason.

He/She is survived by his 3 stepbrothers/sisters;
I Know My Rights,
Someone Else Is To Blame, and
I’m A Victim.
Not many attended his/her funeral because so few realized that he/she was gone.
Do you still remember him/her.

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