How often have you shirked responsibility when confronted with adversity? How often have you comforted yourself with the thought that it's not your fault, that there was nothing you could do, that it'll all work out?
If pushed, I would wager that there are very few people who haven't blamed circumstance at one time or another. We all have moments where the future seems insurmountable and it's only human to question fate. For the large majority the accepted wisdom in these cases is to keep on keeping on. After all, it will all work out ... won't it?
But folk wisdom isn't always right. Against a backdrop of overpopulation and dwindling resources, this seemingly harmless tick leaves the door open for attributing blame at precisely the moment we ought to look inwards. These daily consolations do more than merely comfort. In submitting to fate we not only assuage the fears of our ego; we also opt out of responsibility and pave the way for complacency.
Indeed, there is arguably no area where our folk wisdom has a bigger effect than the environmental movement. In concerned households the world over, mothers tut at news about climate change and biodiversity loss, then return to their dinners. They wish for a better world, of course, but what can they do? They're one among billions. Why should the burden fall on them?
This isn't an attack on the socially conscious, nor a smear against hard-working mothers - for they are absolutely correct in their assertion that these tragedies make the world a worse place. But in being right they are also wrong; wrong in the unvoiced assertion that it'll all work out, that it's out of their hands, that someone else will pick up the pieces.