Sad but so true...

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; 

 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 sun lotion or an aspirin 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 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, by his wife, Discretion, by his daughter, 

Responsibility, and by his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers;
I Know My Rights
I Want It Now
Someone Else Is To Blame
I'm A Victim

Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. 

If you still remember him, please show this to your friends. 

If not, join the majority and do nothing.