Obituary for 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 Tylenol, 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 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.