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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 intentions but overbearing regulations were set in place.
Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a class mate; 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.
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 intentions but overbearing regulations were set in place.
Reports of a six-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a class mate; 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.
Het was maar een vies links politiek correct mannetje. Met al die linkse grachtengordelnuances was het gewoon een draaikont.
Nee we zijn veel beter af zonder hem. Goed is goed, fout is fout. En zonder enig probleem passen we onze denkbeelden toe op andere culturen en tijden. Want wij zijn de ware hoeders der moraal.
Leve de duidelijkheid, toepasbaar in alle zaken en omstandigheden.
Nee we zijn veel beter af zonder hem. Goed is goed, fout is fout. En zonder enig probleem passen we onze denkbeelden toe op andere culturen en tijden. Want wij zijn de ware hoeders der moraal.
Leve de duidelijkheid, toepasbaar in alle zaken en omstandigheden.
Zo maar eens de meest nutteloze voetbalwedstrijd die ik ooit gezien heb kijken. (Eerst even kijken of er geen leuke film op komt of zo :P )
Wel voldoende doelpunten de eerste helft, kon dus erger ;)
Euuhh ... nee :P
Is eigenlijk alleen handig voor van Marwijk om te zien of bepaalde combinaties werken en zijn definitieve keuze te maken. Maar die zal hij niet hiervan laten afhangen maar vooral van de trainingen die wij niet zien.
Is eigenlijk alleen handig voor van Marwijk om te zien of bepaalde combinaties werken en zijn definitieve keuze te maken. Maar die zal hij niet hiervan laten afhangen maar vooral van de trainingen die wij niet zien.
Ik snap dat niet. Na verloop van tijd gaat dat vreselijk plakken.
Maar in je lange broek is dat echt nog wel een stukje minder praktisch.
Dat vind ik dan weer eerder iets voor de herfst, als je ze dan toch moet hebben.
lol, idd jah :D Dat zal een rotzooi geven! Ik vind t een slecht plan en ook wel een beetje zonde :)