An obituary you really must read. Printed in the London Times

I couldn't resist this and thought you might appreciate it too:

Interesting and sadly 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;
- 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 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  started to lose 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.