It's Not My Fault and I Don't Care Anyway Page #2

This is like treating

obesity with ice cream!

You know?

Because it's the opposite.

And hey! You know, maybe I'm

already cured, because right now

I would love to get high and

f*** some dangerous-looking

guy that I don't know.

You know, it really takes

your mind off stuff, you know,

and I would love to,

but I won't.

I promise.

Also, that first step, you know.

Admitting that I'm powerless.

And then this higher power

will return me to sanity.

And that's God, right?

Okay well, I don't know much

about God, but I do know

that God doesn't make

people not want sex.

That doesn't even work

on Catholic priests,

so how am I supposed to feel.

Like my Dad says;

'It's not my fault.

And I don't care anyway.'

It's not my fault,

and I don't care anyway.

Eh?

You've heard it before,

you've seen the T-shirts.

The meaning is clear on the

surface, but let's dig in.

It's not my fault.

Let's apply that to something

big and disastrous, let's say,

Climate Change. Climate

Change is not your fault.

I mean, yeah, sure, we are North

Americans, we are the leading

consumers of carbon on

earth, but we share that

responsibility with hundreds

of millions of people.

Responsibility

sufficiently shared,

is no responsibility at all.

And what if it is perhaps,

maybe, somewhat, oh just a

little your fault, well...

who are you. Are you not the

product of your parents

with their flawed genetics,

their terrible habits.

Are you not the person

they made you to be?

Yes, you are.

You had no choice.

Therefore, it is

quite simply-

Not.

Your.

Fault.

And now the second part.

I don't care anyway.

This is a little trickier.

Apply it once again

to Climate Change, and oh,

I can see you already

all prickly in your seats.

Of course you care!

You care!

Don't tell you that you

don't care, because you do!

You do care!

Well. To that I ask;

Do you? Really?

Do you really?

Really?

Well, I think

that you don't care.

That society changed,

at some point and we

simply stopped caring.

No one knows why.

Was it the media, was it

horror movies, was it violent

video games that

hardened all of our hearts?

No one knows.

But one thing is certain;

It wasn't my fault!

And I don't care anyway.

And neither do you.

So say it. Everyone!

Come on!

All together now!

It's not my fault,

and I don't care anyway!

- You got it.

You understand this!

Give yourself a break.

Why not?

It's not your fault.

And you don't care anyway.

And I was scared.

Right this way Giantman.

But it was

nice in there, Girls. Drinks.

His own pool table.

He had everything.

Yes, alright.

You like it.

I got some things for ya.

But for Johnny,

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