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Fifty Shades of blame

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It comes in fifty shades

Some of you may know of someone else who has read the book “Fifty Shades of Grey”

I have not.

But it has been a roaring success for the writer and the book sellers. And whenever there is success, there is blame. Such as the recently reported case of a woman blaming the book for breaking up her marriage…”In the case, filed in Britain’s High Court this year, the wife refers to the book in her grounds for divorce, which blames the breakdown of the marriage on the husband’s lack of sexual adventure”

Blame is holding something or someone (else) responsible for an event. I blame the traffic whenever I am late and blame the weather when I don’t show up. These two elements must cop the most use in the blame game.

Rule 0ne of the blame game is: “everything is out of my control – so it is not my fault”. There may be other minor regulations, but rule one is the most important.

The traffic and weather is entirely out of my control. So, it is game, set and match. I always win this blame game.

But what about the woman who blamed the book for her marriage break up? Is everything that happened out of her control? Perhaps she brought all onto herself and the book was just a handy ‘scapegoat’.

Maybe she should have just blamed herself – because she was the one out of control.

The truth is that we are all out of control and just by giving in to this and putting the blame back on us, life becomes so much pleasurable…

There is nothing like being able to just take the blame.

… And as his fingertips gently probed the hidden folds of her forbidden zones, she suddenly felt a warm wave of tingling moisture that sent signals to her throbbing heart that this was the time to let go and lose control of everything. And she only had herself to blame for letting this secret affair run its course. As the stabs of pleasure linked together to form a continuous long plateau of ecstasy, she realised that – of the fifty shades of blame….this was the best.

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