  Here's a little experiment for all you capital-L Liberals out there: Try blaming yourself just once. Just one time. I know it won't be easy ... it'll probably hurt your fragile ego ... but give it a try for, say a month.
Or a year. Or better yet -- a lifetime. So next time you don't get your way, or something goes wrong (like, say, losing your job), how about you look inward? Lose your job and can't pay your bills? Well perhaps you shouldn't have gotten so deeply in debt. (Disclaimer: If I were to lose my job I'd lose everything. But I'd blame myself, so there. ) Aren't you fed up with the "blame someone else" mentality that is ruining our country? You know; Maurice Clarett gets caught lying, and all of a sudden Jim Brown is blaming Ohio State? Say what? You know what's happening? People are becoming basically sissies. Oh oh ... you don't have air conditioning?
Suck it up; your grandparents didn't. Sheesh. The one that gets me is the big flap about obese kids. Oh yeah, it's a problem, no doubt. Perhaps you should encourage junior to get off his lazy rear and actually do something. Go biking ... hiking ... swimming ... skateboarding. No ... wait ... skateboarding is frickin' illegal in Red Lion, Pennsylvania! Can you believe that? "Our little pissant town is not as nice because of ... uh ... the skateboarders, yeah! " Give me a break. Anyhow ... don't blame McDonalds; blame yourself for feeding them that crap while you were too busy to cook.
Get off your fat duff and grow a garden; you only need a small area, so don't give me any excuses. I'm just so sick and tired of everyone blaming everyone else for their problems. Buck up and face the music, you mental midget. Don't be a wuss all your life. And how is it that at age 44 I can still do 25 pushups ... one-handed, that is. You mean ... you mean ... you mean I actually take care of myself? You mean you can complain about my cigars (you fat, lazy, whining sack of blubber) but you can't keep up with me in the gym?
How can that be? Could it be ... COULD IT BE? ... that I take care of myself, while you are too busy looking for someone else to blame for your miserable condition? Thyroid problem my foot. Get out there and Play Outside. Blame yourself; it's refreshing. And it'll make lawyers get a real job. 
