Blame

Let's see if I understand how the world works lately...

If a man cuts his finger off while slicing salami at work, he blames the
restaurant.

If you smoke three packs a day for 40 years and die of lung cancer, your
family blames the tobacco company.

If your neighbor crashes into a tree while driving home drunk, he blames the
bartender.

If your grandchildren are brats without manners, you blame television.

If your friend is shot by a deranged madman, you blame the gun manufacturer.

And if a crazed person breaks into the cockpit and tries to kill the pilot
at 35,000 feet, and the passengers kill him instead, the mother of the
deceased blames the airline.

I must have lived too long to understand the world as it is anymore.  So, if
I die while my old, wrinkled butt is parked in front of this computer, I want 
you to blame Bill Gates...okay