Obituary....

...sent to one of the girls in the work - she dosn't even know who this person is that sent it.

London Times Obituary of the late Mr. Common Sense.

'Today we mourne 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 beaurocratic 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 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 harassement for kissing a class-mate; 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 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 recieved 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 when after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot, she spilled a little in her lap and was promtly rewarded a huge settlement.

Common Sense was preceeded in death by his parents, Trust and Truth; his wife, Discretion; his daughter, Responsibility; and his son, Reason.

He is survived by his 4 step-brothers; I know my rights, I want it now, 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, please pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.


Never a truer word spoken in jest eh?.