Isn’t it nice to have someone to blame?
Isn’t it nice to glide out our doors and see hurting, pain and injustice, and have someone to blame? Isn’t it nice to walk in our shoes with a hint of superiority perceiving our intentions greater than others’ actions? Isn’t it nice feeling secure in our fickle securities of achievement, thinking that it was only by our hard work and self-created circumstance that we have the privilege we do now, and others just didn’t work hard enough? Isn’t it nice to ask the question “What will I lose if I give of myself?” instead of “What will they lose if I don’t”? Isn’t it nice to have someone to blame?
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