Obituary

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 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 Band-Aid to a student but could not inform the parents when a student became pregnant or 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 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 realized he was gone.

If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.

 

http://mbm.net.au/health/obituary.html

*I thought this was funny*

It has been a few days,

Long, lonely.

I am sick.

In a number of ways,

through and through,

I am lost.

This post is more of a journal entry...so excuse this if you wish.

I have not updated for a number of reasons: my history teacher burdened my entire class with a civil rights assignment. It isn't so bad, really. It is a relatively easy project to achieve. However, the entire class is going to recieve the same grade; there are 22 of us. This means that if three or so students--not even--decide to do nothing but sit on their asses all day, the rest of the class will have a grade that reflects their inability to do squat. Which, in turn, makes me one pissed off person.

How mind-boggling.

In other news, the struggle/debate continues on whether my family will embark towards Milwaukee or Atlanta (two very different places). Though I'm rooting for Milwaukee, I'm just glad we're getting out of Michigan. God damn this state. We're in a very tight place, all us Michiganders. What with our main source of business falling to its knees (auto-industry, folks), and prices getting higher and higher...I would say we're in something of a depression. In some ways, I thank God my dad was laid off when he was. If it had been now, we would be in an even tighter position-hell, we'd probably be broke.

What else?

Prom is coming up. Yes, my priorities are screwed, as are the the priorities of countless other teenage girls in the upper class. What's worse-Emily doesn't have a date. I did, but we broke it off. Well,  and now we're still going together..but I doubt we'll dance with eachother. That would be against my liking.

Eh---I'll write more later.