Metalanguage (no sound)

Shit's going to hit the fan in five, four, three, two, one, (...). Houston, we have a problem. I know what it is: a short fuse that blew up and that is trying to be remotely fixed with nothing but spit and rusted wires, and within too short a timespan. No, it doesn't make sense. It is relatively easy to dedicate two seconds of meaningless thought to any subject, and come up with a theory of our own about it. But it doesn't explain a damned thing. Overlooking. We don't always know what is important and what is irrelevant - what matters to me might be of little significance to you. Guidelines are often needed. We might fail to notice the need for them, but we cannot blame the others. We might fail to provide those guidelines, but we cannot blame the others. Others might fail - but haven't we failed, too? How can we blame them? It's always the easy way out. Blame others for our own failures, scapegoats, don't even have to get our hands dirty while at it. Conscience? Conscience is overrated.