He removed his shoes to feel the earth with his toes and set about his task with vigor In so doing, he noticed a knot in the wood in the end of the hoe handle and while looking at it struck his foot with the blade of the hoe. You did not do it, the hoe did it. The man turned and saw a wizard standing on the dusty road by the garden. The wizard smiled. You are a victim of society.
Nothing is ever anyone's fault.
You may blame dysfunctional parents or dismal schools or bloated government or video games. The handle's too short. But I chose to hold it in the middle instead of the end. But I already knew all about hoes. But I don't pay attention to labels.