When dealing with scapegoaters and/or people with narcissistic tendencies, I often think of Charlie Brown and the football. Those of us who have to deal with them hope it’s going to be different. That Lucy will finally let us kick that football. But she never does and we’re on the ground, staring at the sky with back pain. As a kid I would wonder why he kept letting her do that. As an adult, I had to ask myself the same questions. This clip illustrates it better than anyone can write about it, so via YouTube:
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