How true is this…

Got this e-mail today, and thought it would make a good blog entry…

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 earn) and reliable parenting 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 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 his condition.


Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked

teachers for doing the job they failed to do in disciplining their

unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required

to get parental consent to administer Panadol, sun lotion or a

sticky plaster to a student; but, could not inform the 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; some churches became

businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their



Common Sense took a beating when you couldn’t defend yourself

from a burglar in your own home and the burglar can sue you for



Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed

to realise 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 three stepbrothers; I Know My

Rights, someone else is to Blame, and I’m A Victim.


Not many attended his funeral because so few realised

he was gone. If you still remember him pass this on,

if not join the majority and do nothing.


Consider it passed on..

>>–> Trelawney


1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Natalie
    Jan 18, 2006 @ 11:26:12

    Very deep. But so true!!!


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