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?