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Celebrate birthdays with politeness.

Be polite to your classmates.

Expose children to politeness at an early age.

Exercise politeness in resolving disputes upon the nation’s highways and byways.

We are again reminded that politeness takes practice.

A Florida woman suffered a serious gunshot wound in her backyard after being hit by a bullet fired from a high-powered rifle from neighbors who were next door target shooting.

The story goes on to quote the local sheriff as saying that “target practice is not illegal” (those are the words in the report, not necessarily the sheriff’s exact words).

We are again confronted by one who knows not that “negligent” and “accidental” are not synonyms.

Be polite to the server at the drive-thru.

We are again reminded that a polite society is a clean society.

As we know, politeness takes practice.

One more time, “accidental” and “negligent” are not synonyms.

Once again, politeness goes to for the dogs.

Politeness is a family value.

Celebrate holidays politely.

Don’t let politeness take a back seat.

Guns and stupid, guns and stupid,
They go together like love and Cupid.
Let me tell you, brother,
You won’t find one without the other.

A race to politeness.

There was recently a letter to the editor of my local rag arguing that guns don’t kill people, people kill people.

Funny how gun nuts always leave out the key modifier.

It’s people with guns that kill people.

Sure, people with knives and bricks and baseball bats and even corkscrews kill people too, but not nearly so many people, nor so quickly.

Usher in the New Year with politeness.

Shoot first, ask questions later.

In the eight-minute 911 call, Hairston’s mother told a dispatcher that her husband accidentally shot their daughter. The hysterical mother begged for an ambulance as a man in the background said repeatedly, “Breathe, baby.”

“My husband made a mistake and shot her because he thought she was an intruder,” the mother said. “She was in our garage and my husband just didn’t know what was going on. Oh, my God.”

Thus passeth another day in NRA paradise.

We are a broken society.

A surprise holiday visit from the polite.

As we all know, politeness takes practice.