The Blame Game.
An old favourite suitable for all ages and any number of players.
Go on, share the blame love with your family this Christmas.
I think it might be inherent to pass the buck, point the finger, lay the blame at someone else's feet.
I see it continuously as a knee jerk reaction in children.
"_____ made me do it."
"He did it first."
"I wasn't the only one."
"You didn't say we couldn't."
But adults don't have blame immunity.
I do it without meaning to, most of the time.
How many times have you stubbed your toe or knocked your shin and immediately looked around for the culprit who placed that offensive coffee table/bed end right where it has always been?
We love to blame.
Milli Vanilli blamed it on the rain. So do we.
We blame it on the weather, the traffic, our parents, the government, the youth of today, schools, the indigenous, the refugees, the cop who dared to fine me for breaking the law, Lady Gaga, those idiotic Supre ads...
Marriage has not seen me retire from the blame game but it has (slowly) taught me to play it more fairly and less vocally.
Age is teaching me that for every blame action there is an equal blame reaction.
Stones, glass houses and all that.
She who is without fault... doesn't exist.
As a society we're engaging more and more in the blame game.
Our elected leaders are highly accomplished players.
Make an irresponsible or unwise decision and unfortunately suffer the consequences?
Then sue somebody for goodness sake.
Surely there should have been a sign warning you not to climb up to that level and swing precariously from the edge?
We don't seem to want to man (or woman) up and take responsibility for our actions if we can pass the blame ball instead.
Own a dog and you never have to fess up to any bodily emissions ever again.
(I wonder if they turn the tables and blame us when they're down the park with other hounds - "sorry guys, it's my owner. Her house reeks and she puts those sweaty hands all over me."
Have children and you have your very own miniature blame scapegoat right there.
You can blame the state of your health, house, finances, relationships, mental health, liver or general life satisfaction on those babies.
But be warned - their teachers (and that cranky woman with the evil eyes at the check out) are blaming you!
And on it goes...
Life isn't fair.
Bad things, really bad things, happen to good people.
Sometimes there's no one to blame.
Most of the time, it doesn't change anything anyway.
We can't control so many aspects of our world.
But we can control our thoughts, words and (re)actions.
Do you play the blame game too?