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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Today, I Mourn






Today we mourn the passing of a beloved friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was as his birth records were lost long ago 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 (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 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 themselves 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 sticking plaster to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant.

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 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.

Oh how I miss you so dearly, and most terribly at work!

If you have time, please visit my Wordless Wednesday entry at Mariposa'sWW.

10 comments:

Jen of A2eatwrite said...

It's a sad thing, and he's well worth mourning.

Suze said...

Amen to that!

Kittie Kate said...

Oh yeah! I miss him at work!
I get blamed. Parents don't do their job and I get blamed.

I'm going tell people to come by and read this post. I always bitch about common sense. the person who put the tea bag with two metal staples in the microwave and set it on fire and didn't watch it didn't have any.

thailandchani said...

There's some old country song that says "common sense ain't so common no more". (That's the way country songs are written... LOL)

Tracey said...

Amazingly well written! The next time I post I certainly will point people here!

Amorous Chick said...

*tear* Poor Common Sense. He is dearly, dearly missed.

Mike said...

Bravo! I'm glad there are others who feel the same way. I too miss common sense, and his immediate family.

Reincarnation maybe?

The Zombieslayer said...

I came over from Kate's blog.

Did you write this? This is brilliant! One of the most rational things I've read in a long time.

Step Right Up said...

Amen Sista!

pistols at dawn said...

Brilliant.