America’s Disrespect for Truth Is Making Us Horrible People

Denying responsibility and blame-shifting to the innocent cannot end well

Truth is fine. America’s relationship with it is not.

I am infuriated by the irresponsible people I’ve come into contact with lately. They have quite a capacity for imagination for living in denial, shirking off their own responsibility and placing blame on me. The ability of the human mind to stretch itself in defiance of logic and facts so pathetically weak people can cast off blame is astonishing.

This must be a fairly recent phenomenon. I place a lot of the blame for this at Donald Trump’s feet. People saw him making up his own reality. Since lightning did not strike him from God’s fingers, they felt it gave them permission to do the same themselves.

Truth in America isn’t falling apart. However, people’s ability to recognize truth is. This is an evil infection that will eventually lead to the collapse of the country if these levels of self-deception may continue unabated.

I saw an article in a legal journal regarding jurors in the age of Trump. This “you create your own truth” concept has reached jury rooms. More and more jurors have decided they don’t need to obey the law, listen to the legal arguments of either side, or follow instructions from the judges. It’s becoming more common for jurors to decide cases based on their “gut instinct” alone. This is an exceptionally dangerous legal precedent.

All the other lemmings are jumping to their death, what’s your problem?

I am going to give you some examples from my own life of how people have pushed the limits of reality too far. My examples are extreme, as far as I know, or used to know. I have been gaslight, lied to, and lied about for so long now, I’m not sure if what I know to be true is still accepted by most of the population.

My sanity has been challenged on such moronic levels, backed with such strong convictions from too many people. I really do not know if I should interpret truth, logic, and sanity in the same way they were interpreted five years ago.

I have no external validation regarding what is right and wrong in my following examples anymore. I know what used to be right, yet in each case I present, reality has been twisted somehow to place the blame on me. I am the responsible party according to the weak and foolish people living in denial, lying to themselves.

The reckless, irresponsible child.

The first case is an unexpected pregnancy. I, as the fetus, have been told repeatedly that I was to blame. Not my father for not wearing a condom. Not my mother for not being on birth control. Not the church or either of their parents for not teaching them more about personal responsibility. But I, the fetus, bore the full burden of blame.

I think this is wrong and morally reprehensible to place the blame on me, but no one has ever vindicated me in that regard. Have I lost my mind? Is the fetus now the one we blame for an unexpected pregnancy in America? Please advise.

Is this a millennial thing?

Next is a former friend’s failed job interview. He texted me last night, one night a month after the last time we hung out together asking what I did that night. I said I didn’t have any plans and was free to spend time with him. He got on the bus and came over to my place. At midnight, I went to bed since I had to work in the morning. I woke up at 6 am to find out that he had stayed up all night. He had been playing with my camcorder all night.

During the night before I went to bed, he mentioned he had a job interview the next afternoon. The next evening, I receive an angry text from him blaming me for his poor performance at his interview. I ruined his chance at getting this job by making him stay up all night.

He is 12 years younger than me. Has the education system deteriorated so much that younger generations now think the above interpretation of events is acceptable? How will this new reality affect me when I am in my 70s? The world is better not to let reality and truth collapse to this absurd degree.

Again, I have had no external vindication that my former friend was wrong in blaming me for his situation. What has happened to personal responsibility? I am willing to take the blame when I am wrong. I have several times in life.

I am getting angrier and angrier at the things that the world at large is trying to blame me for. I feel like I am being irresponsible by not owning up and taking the blame. This is morally reprehensible. At least, it used to be. Am I wrong for not accepting responsibility for my former friend’s performance in his job interview?

I have too much real responsibility to take on additional shit from you.

It angers me to a great degree. In my job and in my life, I have real responsibilities. If I overlook some vital information at work, it could lead to someone’s death. I am very careful. I take the responsibility seriously. I cannot stand the extreme contrast comparing my life with these weak, illogical, and insane people. I don’t get credit when patients live. That is the expected outcome.

To be unnecessarily burdened with exasperated feelings of guilt for situations that I had no control over is making me think people are pathetic. I don’t want to think that humanity is unworthy of life or respect. Stop making the opposite case.

I’ve lost two friends in two days. Is it me?

I lost another friend today. I was to blame for reading his text as sent, “meet me at 630pm,” instead of what I meant to type, “meet me at 530.” Despite the fact that the evidence of his mistake was available for both of our eyes, he preceded to lay into me, cussing at me, and saying I was a bad person for reading his text instead of reading his mind.

I’ve lost two friends in two days. I can’t afford to lose many more. I already feel abandoned and left alone by an insane, childish, irresponsible human race that is trying to make me the scapegoat for everything under the sun that goes wrong in their lives.

Admittedly, I’ve had horrible luck in my life with choosing parents and choosing friends. I wish more quality people would make themselves available in my life. I’ve been wishing for that for many decades. I don’t know why the good people of the world have cast me out, making me a sacrificial scapegoat for a bunch of liars.

Actually, they never cast me out. They’ve just never really been there. I see them on the television. I hear them on the radio. I know they are there, these normal sane people. I’ve just met none of them in person.

I remember back when I was teaching, there were some students who would regularly complain to me repeatedly about the weather. I’ve received many dirty looks on cold and rainy days. I don’t know what gave them the idea that I am responsible for the weather, but I assure you I am not.

These are just a few examples. They have blamed me for so much more than the examples above. So much so that it’s twisting me up inside, warping my personality. It’s making me hesitant to approach new people. It’s making me unable to trust. It’s making me distant and angry. It’s taken a community of dipshits to make me uncomfortable with myself, and for what?

I apologize for creating the universe and giving you life. I promise never to do it again.

I think it should sound strange, but I really do need your input. I need to know if I am the one who’s lost my mind. Has the way we interpret events really changed that much? Should I do the same to others? Should I treat people like shit for no reason other than to deflect my own weaknesses and live in denial?

Do we respect truth so little? Is it worth it to end friendships and rip families apart to hold on stubbornly to what people must know are lies to protect their fragile egos? Being responsible is not as much of a nightmare as these people I discussed here have made it out to be. It’s a sign of maturity and adulthood. At least, it used to be.

This concept of a stubborn belief in one’s own superiority despite all evidence to the contrary that’s infected our culture is not how I want to interact with the world. It is not a concept that I support. I do not want to be part of a world that has become this sick. I certainly will not accept blame and shame for not putting a condom on my father’s penis.

It’s been decades of idiocy, and it’s increasing. If this continues, one day I will snap and strike back. What do you expect? I have every right to live with normal, sane people who can agree on at least the most basic interpretation of reality.