Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Mr. Common Sense.
Mr. Sense had 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 valued lessons as knowing when to
come in out of the rain, why the early bird gets the worm and that life isn't always
Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you
earn) and reliable parenting strategies: adults, not kids, are in charge.
His health began to rapidly deteriorate when well intentioned but overbearing
regulations were set in place. Reports of a six-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
Mr. Sense declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent
to administer aspirin to a student, but could not inform the parents when a student
became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense finally gave up the ghost after a woman failed to realize that a
steaming cup of coffee was hot, spilled a bit in her lap, and was awarded a huge
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 two stepbrothers: My Rights and Ima Whiner.
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.
** Sent to me by my friend Wes.. Thanks Wes!