Mourning the passing of an old friend: Many of you probably know about that already, but it is always good to have a reminder, as familiarity breeds, if not contempt, then at least apathy.
From the Internet:
The Sad Passing of Common Sense
Today we mourn the passing of an 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 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 [upon her urging him to do so – see footnote 1], teens suspended from school 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 Paracetamol, 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, 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 his 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.
P.S. And to top it all off, as one final insult to the passing of Common Sense, we now give compensation to drug addicts for having to go cold turkey when we put them in jail!!!
- ….One of my school buddies received a public ridiculing and castigation. It came about because he was [partly] Jewish. I did not know he was that, nor would I have cared if I would have known. He was my friend. His mother had asked my closest friend Willi and me to come and pick him up on the way to school and to drop him off afterwards, because some older boys were bullying him.The Hitler Youth marched into our class one day, with drums, fifes and flags. The school principal and a few party officials showed up with them. They singled out my friend who sat towards the back of the class. He was asked to come to the front and was used as an exhibit to illustrate what an enemy of the Fatherland looked like: curly brown hair, brown beady eyes, budding hooked nose, etc..Does anyone think that what was done to my friend was that much different from putting Jonathan Prevette* in isolation for giving his friend a peck on the cheek on her request? My friend was castigated because he was [partly] Jewish. Jonathan Prevette had to spend time in isolation instead of at the scheduled ice-cream party, because he was male.Jonathan came out of his ordeal intact, because his mother could put up a fight for his rights. My school buddy was dead the morning after the public ridiculing.There was no answer at the door when we went to pick him up to give him protection on the way to school, as his mother had asked us to. His mother had taken her own and his life overnight. She had preferred a gas chamber of her own making over that which awaited them. She had turned on the oven without lighting it. I found out when the teacher, Fraulein Krappot, who had started it all, sent me to my friend’s house to find out why he wasn’t at school. My seven-year-old friend died because he was considered to be an enemy of the state.
Nine-year-old Sean Pelletier (page down to “Oral Questions, SEAN PELLETIER CASE at that URL) in Chilliwack, B.C., Canada, hanged himself because he could not tolerate a life without his beloved father – to whom his mother denied him access. He is now no better off than my school buddy. He also was a direct victim of discrimination gone wild. So are the teen-aged sons (three in total) of my neighbours’ families who committed suicide within the last few years.The [now more than] 300 boys and 3,000 men in all of Canada who kill themselves each year are victims of gender discrimination and gender hatred just the same. Many of them die simply because nobody cares or has any compassion for them. They die because they have given up hope in a society that is anti-male and appears to offer no promise of a better future for them. In February, 1997, we heard on the news that within the preceding month five teenagers took their lives in a single town in central Canada. The announcer kept it gender-neutral. He said they were teenagers.
We supposed then that we would see more details about that epidemic of suicides in a single town when the papers would publish more about it, that we would then know which gender it is that is represented by these teens. It should not have come as a surprise to anyone if they were all male. On average, the chances are 5:1 that they would be. It seemed to me that the fact that the announcer did not mention their gender is a give-away. The gender is not important when men or boys are involved. The gender is then hidden, because to mention it might create concern for the male sex (as it turned out later, all were boys)…. (Full story)
* Jonathan Prevette is a boy in South Carolina who as a first grader violated his teacher’s interpretation of his school’s sexual harassment rules.