Obituary – Common Sense

Obituary
Common Sense

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 Aspirin, 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 can 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; 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.

Author unknown

Mid life Crisis?

It’s funny how you start paying attention to things when you become one of the “group.” For instance, I recently bought new car. Well, not a new car, but new to me. It is a ’01 BMW Z3 Roadster. Yeah, I know, I’ve spent countless years making fun of “Chas and Buffy in the Beamer.” And now I’m driving one. What is this world coming too? When Barbara told my daughter that I bought a BMW she didn’t even believe it. She said, “A Hummer I could believe, but not a BMW!”

Actually, I was looking for a Honda S2000. I wanted something different than the very practical and conservative 4 door sedans I have been driving for the past 7 or 8 years. I have had two Honda Accords in a row. Hondas are great cars. Very reliable, good gas mileage, and they hardly every need much more than an oil change and some brake pads once in a while, they seemingly will run forever. But, I wanted something different, something not at all practical, something that is fast and handles well, but you can afford to drive to work every day. The roadster fit the bill! So anyway, I was looking at the S2000 when a dealer convinced me in to test driving the Z3. I hadn’t even considered a BMW because I thought they were too much money. I heard they weren’t very powerful, in fact, I thought they were all underpowered 4 bangers. Well, I drove the Z3. It has a very smooth and torquey inline six cylinder engine, an exhaust system that sounds just sweet, and had more room and was more comfortable than the Honda. So, I bought it.

Barbara calls the car my “mid life crisis.” But, after driving the roadster for a few months I have noticed something, apparently I’m not the only one having a mid life crisis. Most of the guys I see driving the smaller two seat cars are old farts! Mazdas, Corvettes, Honda S2000s, any of the small “sports cars” are frequently driven by older men. Is the mid life crisis really the issue, or is there something else.

First, when you get into your 50’s you can finally afford a sports car. I guess that is the big boys toy scenario. When you are younger you are more concerned with making the mortgage, a new lawnmower, remodeling the kitchen, a new fence around the back yard, all of those day to day things that tax the finances. But we’ve done all that. I’ve got a good lawnmower, the fence is in good shape, the projects are at a minimum now.

Second, when you get into your 50’s you really don’t need that back seat. Most of my driving is two and from work, just me, no passengers. When I do carry a passenger it is usually Barbara, or occasionally someone from work goes to lunch with me. There is a side benefit here, when the “Gang” from work wants to go to lunch, you don’t have to drive when you have a two seat car! Driving a 4 door sedan isn’t really a requirement anymore. I don’t have a family, no diaper bags, kids, just a couple of small dogs, and they usually stay at home anyway. Besides, if we need a back seat I’ve still got the truck, it has four doors, Barbara’s car has a back seat. How many back seats do you need?

Third, I mentioned that the guys you see driving the sports cars are old, but the women you see driving sports cars, that’s another story…..and I’ll just leave it at that for now!

What do you think?

Atlanta’s candidate for the Darwin Awards

Atlanta has a new candidate for the Darwin Award.

There was a news story the other morning about a car falling from the 6th floor of a parking deck in Atlanta. Apparently the driver was demonstrating “Drifting” in a parking deck, lost control of the car and either went through the railing or over the railing (the front bumper of the car was hanging from the sixth floor) and landed in an alley behind a Publix grocery store.

Drifter landing

Drifting is sliding the car sideways around a turn or a circle where the rear wheels take a wider turn than the front wheels, then steering the car with the throttle to maintain the drift usually by spinning the rear wheels.

You can find out more about drifting on Wikipedia: Drifting

The driver in this case was driving a Chevy Cavalier, one of GMs J body front wheel drive cars. Yes, front wheel drive. Front wheel drive makes it difficult to spin the rear wheels to induce oversteer to get the car to drift don’t you think?

This guy will not make the top of the Darwin Awards list because he was unsuccessful in cleansing the gene pool. He survived. He had just dropped his girlfriend off when he decided to do his demonstration. Good thing he did, because the passenger seat wound up with a 2X4 piece of wood sticking through it! The driver was taken to a local hospital in stable condition and asking for a lawyer. He was charged with reckless driving and DUI. (Why do they call it reckless driving when you have a wreck?)

Glad you dropped in!

New Legislation in Congress

PROPOSED LEGISLATION BY THE DEMOCRATS:

WASHINGTON, DC – The new Democrat controlled Congress is considering sweeping legislation that provides new benefits for many Americans.

The Americans With No Abilities Act (AWNAA) is being hailed as a major legislation by advocates of the millions of Americans who lack any real skills or ambition. “Roughly 30 percent of Americans do not possess the competence and drive necessary to carve out a meaningful role for themselves in society,” said Senator Barbara Boxer. “We can no longer stand by and allow people of inability to be ridiculed and passed over. With this legislation, employers will no longer be able to grant special favors to a small group of workers, simply because they do a better job, or have some idea of what they are doing.” House speaker Nancy Pelosi pointed to our public schools and the success of the US Postal Service, which has a long-standing policy of providing opportunity without regard to performance.

Approximately 74 percent of postal employees lack job skills, making this agency the single largest US employer of Persons of Inability. Private sector industries with good records of nondiscrimination against the inept include retail sales (72%), the airline industry (68%) and home improvement "warehouse" stores (65%). The DMV also has a great record of hiring Persons of Inability (63%), and fast food restaurants (93%). Under the Americans With No Abilities Act, more than 25 million “middle man” positions will be created, with important-sounding titles but little real responsibility, thus providing an illusory sense of purpose and performance. Mandatory non-performance-based raises and promotions will be given to guarantee upward mobility for even the most unremarkable employees. The legislation provides substantial tax breaks to corporations which maintain a significant level of Persons of Inability in middle positions, and gives a tax credit to small and medium businesses that agree to hire one clueless worker for every two talented hires.

Finally, the AWNA ACT contains tough new measures to make it more difficult to discriminate against the Non-abled, banning discriminatory interview questions such as “Do you have any goals for the future?” or “Do you have any skills or experience which relate to this job” As a Non-abled person, I can’t be expected to keep up with people who have something going for them,” said Mary Lou Gertz, who lost her position as a lug-nut twister at the GM plant in Flint, MI due to her lack of notable job skills. “This new law should really help people like me.” With the passage of this bill, Gertz and millions of other untalented citizens can finally see a light at the end of the tunnel, said Senator Ted Kennedy, “It is our duty as lawmakers to provide each and every American citizen, regardless of his or her adequacy, with some sort of space to take up in this great nation.”{The Senator’s office at the same time issued this statement: The Senator fully identifies with the people this legislation is designed to help.}

Sheep, Sheep Dogs, and Wolves

I have seen this letter on the internet several times. I don”t know if it is properly credited or not, but it really doesn”t matter. The letter speaks the truth with an very interesting metaphor.

This letter was written some time ago. To me, one significant change has taken place since it was written. In the next to last paragraph the author makes the observation that many of the “Sheep” have taken a step toward becoming more appreciative of the Sheepdog. However, I believe that has come to an end. Consider the way our military is being treated by congress. In stead of funding the war to support our troops they play politics and “send a message” to the President by adding pork spending to the bill, assuring that the President will veto it. Then they can say, “it”s the President”s fault that the troops don”t have the equipment they need, he vetoed the budget bill!”

Some of our elected officials who were supporters of the war against terror after 9-11 are now becoming sheep, in total denial the problem ever existed.

How quickly they forget!!
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This letter was written by Charles Grennel and his comrades who are veterans of the Global War On Terror. Grennel is an Army Reservist who spent two years in Iraq and was a principal in putting together the first Iraq elections, January of 2005.

It was written to Jill Edwards, a student at the University of Washington who did not want to honor Medal of Honor winner USMC Colonel Greg Boyington.

Ms. Edwards and other students (and faculty) do not think those who serve in the U.S. armed services are good role models.

To: Edwards, Jill (student, UW)
Subject: Sheep, Wolves and Sheepdogs

Miss Edwards, I read of your “student activity” regarding the proposed memorial to Col. Greg Boyington, USMC and a Medal of Honor winner. I suspect you will receive a bellyful of angry e-mails from conservative folks like me.

You may be too young to appreciate fully the sacrifices of generations of servicemen and servicewomen on whose shoulders you and your fellow students stand. I forgive you for the untutored ways of youth and your naivete. It may be that you are, simply, a sheep. There”s no dishonor in being a sheep – – as long as you know and accept what you are.

William J. Bennett, in a lecture to the United States Naval Academy November 24, 1997 said: “Most of the people in our society are sheep. They are kind, gentle, productive creatures who can only hurt one another by accident.” We may well be in the most violent times in history, but violence is still remarkably rare. This is because most citizens are kind, decent people who are not capable of hurting each other, except by accident or under extreme provocation. They are sheep.

Then there are the wolves and the wolves feed on the sheep without mercy. Do you believe there are wolves out there who will feed on the flock without mercy? You better believe it. There are evil men in this world and they are capable of evil deeds. The moment you forget that or pretend it is not so, you become a sheep. There is no safety in denial.

Then there are sheepdogs and I”m a sheepdog. I live to protect the flock and confront the wolf. If you have no capacity for violence then you are a healthy productive citizen, a sheep. If you have a capacity for violence and no empathy for your fellow citizens, then you have defined an aggressive sociopath, a wolf. But what if you have a capacity for violence, and a deep love for your fellow citizens? What do you have then? A sheepdog, a warrior, someone who is walking the unchartered path. Someone who can walk into the heart of darkness, into the universal human phobia, and walk out unscathed.

We know that the sheep live in denial, that is what makes them sheep. They do not want to believe that there is evil in the world. They can accept the fact that fires can happen, which is why they want fire extinguishers, fire sprinklers, fire alarms and fire exits throughout their kids” schools. But many of them are outraged at the idea of putting an armed police officer in their kid”s school. Our children are thousands of times more likely to be killed or seriously injured by school violence than fire, but the sheep”s only response to the possibility of violence is denial. The idea of someone coming to kill or harm their child is just too hard, and so they chose the path of denial.

The sheep generally do not like the sheepdog. He looks a lot like the wolf. He has fangs and the capacity for violence. The difference, though, is that the sheepdog must not, can not and will not ever harm the sheep. Any sheep dog who intentionally harms the lowliest little lamb will be punished and removed. The world cannot work any other way, at least not in a representative democracy or a republic such as ours. Still, the sheepdog disturbs the sheep. He is a constant reminder that there are wolves in the land. They would prefer that he didn”t tell them where to go, or give them traffic tickets, or stand at the ready in our airports, in camouflage fatigues, holding an M-16. The sheep would much rather have the sheepdog cash in his fangs, spray paint himself white, and go, “Baa.” Until the wolf shows up. Then the entire flock tries desperately to hide behind one lonely sheepdog.

The students, the victims, at Columbine High School were big, tough high school students, and under ordinary circumstances they would not have had the time of day for a police officer. They were not bad kids; they just had nothing to say to a cop. When the school was under attack, however, and SWAT teams were clearing the rooms and hallways, the officers had to physically peel those clinging, sobbing kids off of them.

This is how the little lambs feel about their sheepdog when the wolf is at the door. Look at what happened after September 11, 2001 when the wolf pounded hard on the door. Remember how America, more than ever before, felt differently about their law enforcement officers and military personnel? Understand that there is nothing morally superior about being a sheepdog; it is just what you choose to be. Also understand that a sheepdog is a funny critter: He is always sniffing around out on the perimeter, checking the breeze, barking at things that go bump in the night, and yearning for a righteous battle. That is, the young sheepdogs yearn for a righteous battle. The old sheepdogs are a little older and wiser, but they move to the sound of the guns when needed, right along with the young ones.

Here is how the sheep and the sheepdog think differently. The sheep pretend the wolf will never come, but the sheepdog lives for that day. After the attacks on September 11, 2001, most of the sheep, that is, most citizens in America said, “Thank God I wasn”t on one of those planes.” The sheepdogs, the warriors, said, “Dear God, I wish I could have been on one of those planes. Maybe I could have made a difference.” You want to be able to make a difference. There is nothing morally superior about the sheepdog, the warrior, but he does have one real advantage. Only one. And that is that he is able to survive and thrive in an environment that destroys 98 percent of the population.

There was research conducted a few years ago with individuals convicted of violent crimes. These cons were in prison for serious, predatory crimes of violence: assaults, murders and killing law enforcement officers. The vast majority said that they specifically targeted victims by body language: slumped walk, passive behavior and lack of awareness. They chose their victims like big cats do in Africa, when they select one out of the herd that is least able to protect itself. Some people may be destined to be sheep and others might be genetically primed to be wolves or sheepdogs. But I believe that most people can choose which one they want to be, and I”m proud to say that more and more Americans are choosing to become sheepdogs.

Seven months after the attack on September 11, 2001, Todd Beamer was honored in his hometown of Cranbury, New Jersey. Todd, as you recall, was the man on Flight 93 over Pennsylvania who called on his cell phone to alert an operator from United Airlines about the hijacking. When they learned of the other three passenger planes that had been used as weapons, Todd and the other passengers confronted the terrorist hijackers. In one hour, a transformation occurred among the passengers – athletes, business people and parents — from sheep to sheepdogs and together they fought the wolves, ultimately saving an unknown number of lives on the ground.

“There is no safety for honest men except by believing all possible evil of evil men.” – Edmund Burke. Here is the point I like to emphasize, especially to the thousands of police officers and soldiers I speak to each year. In nature the sheep, real sheep, are born as sheep. Sheepdogs are born that way, and so are wolves. They didn”t have a choice.

But you are not a critter. As a human being, you can be whatever you want to be. It is a conscious, moral decision. If you want to be a sheep, then you can be a sheep and that is okay, but you must understand the price you pay. When the wolf comes, you and your loved ones are going to die if there is not a sheepdog there to protect you. If you want to be a wolf, you can be one, but the sheepdogs are going to hunt you down and you will never have rest, safety, trust or love. But if you want to be a sheepdog and walk the warrior”s path, then you must make a conscious and moral decision every day to dedicate, equip and prepare yourself to thrive in that toxic, corrosive moment when the wolf comes knocking at the door.

This business of being a sheep or a sheep dog is not a yes-no dichotomy. It is not an all-or-nothing, either-or choice. It is a matter of degrees, a continuum. On one end is an abject, head-in-the-sand-sheep and on the other end is the ultimate warrior. Few people exist completely on one end or the other. Most of us live somewhere in between.

Since 9-11 almost everyone in America took a step up that continuum, away from denial. The sheep took a few steps toward accepting and appreciating their warriors, and the warriors started taking their job more seriously. Its ok to be a sheep, but do not kick the sheep dog. Indeed, the sheep dog may just run a little harder, strive to protect a little better and be fully prepared to pay an ultimate price in battle and spirit with the sheep moving from “baa” to “thanks”.

We do not call for gifts or freedoms beyond our lot. We just need a small pat on the head, a smile and a thank you to fill the emotional tank which is drained protecting the sheep. And when our number is called by “The Almighty”, and day retreats into night, a small prayer before the heavens just may be in order to say thanks for letting you continue to be a sheep. And be grateful for the thousands – – millions – – of American sheepdogs who permit you the freedom to express even bad ideas.

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