Whatever may have gone wrong in your life, your church or your neighborhood in recent days, it's a pretty good bet you can blame it on El Nino. After all, we're blaming everything else on it.

Truth is, these days folks just don't want to accept responsibility for anything. Consider:

- A major in the British Army Air Corps was put on trial for falsely inflating financial claims on rations for his troops, then pocketing the $30,000 difference. The major, however, declared that it wasn't really his fault; he was simply acting under the influence of too much tea. According to his attorney, the thirsty officer has been drinking as much as a gallon of tea a day for the past 20 years, and is now suffering from a condition known as "caffeinism." This horrible condition may have caused the poor major of making an unintended accounting error.

There's something wrong with this picture. First, a Brit complaining of drinking too much tea is akin to a policeman complaining of too many doughnuts And whoever said a gallon of tea a day is too much' My mother drinks that much before lunch most days, complete with a couple of cups of sugar for flavor, and her only accounting error is occasionally forgetting to jot down her ATM withdrawals in the check register.

- Speaking of disorders: some Swiss experts have identified a new condition called "gourmand syndrome," in which people used to average meals suddenly become obsessed with fine dining. (The Swiss do not explain if candles and linen tablecloths are required to curb the appetites of these poor souls.) Apparently the neurologist who co-authored the study argues that this eating disorder is caused by damage to the right hemisphere of the brain resulting from a stroke. He observed afflicted eaters who, after their brain damage, switched their tastes from White Castle to the Ritz.

Can we talk? If I have a near-death experience, don't be surprised if I decide to skip the Big Macs and upgrade my cuisine. (I don't really want my last meal to come in a paper sack.) Frankly, I like fine dining; the only disorder that displays is to my wallet.

- A fellow in Arizona named Ricky was accused of robbing an adult theater -- and all this time I foolishly thought banks were where the money was kept. In addition, he shot at police officers during his escape. Displaying a firm grasp of the ridiculous, this astute young felon chose to act as his own defense attorney. In court, he claimed he had been framed by a man named "Jim," who put a "date rape pill" in his drink. After drinking it, Ricky claims he became confused (probably wondering why nobody was date-raping him), put on a bullet-proof vest, took a gun and ski mask from his vehicle (a white Ford Bronco, no doubt) and committed the robbery. And he wasn't trying to elude police as they chased him; he was simply trying to get out of their way. (For several miles, no doubt -- a most courteous young man.)

Apparently the jury didn't find Ricky's tale compelling. They found him guilty. But I have no doubt the movie version will be far more sensitive to his side of the story.