Of fate and Responsability

Wasn't sure where to put this...anyhoo..
Now their in lies a bit of a conundrum...that of responsibility for our actions, and the myriad contradicting beliefs we cogitate up to alleviate ourselves of this sometimes weighty burden.
Now, I know that the standard occultish answer is "we are all 100% responsible for our actions...blah blah fishpaste"...but give pause here and really think about it.
Are we?
I myself have no fixed view of the matter...but we all know people that are "victims of circumstance"...how do we judge them and say..."well this happened because you did such and such"? Sometimes those circumstances arose due to the actions of others that the person in question had no control over?
What do we say then?
Lets take Religion...Faith...The Gods...Astrology, are they not merely clever tricks of the mind to shift some of this burden off?
I myself am guilty of this...I often comment I was born in the year of the Goat and am Aries...you got a f*#k'n problem with that?
This phenomenon can manifest itself in very odd ways...I have lived among people of the Muslim faith...now this isn't a Muslim bashing thing...(really its not)...but I have often seen Arabs driving recklessly and without seatbelts with their children standing between the drivers seats. I asked my friend, (who is both Arab and Muslim), how they can allow that, what if something happens? He says "Insh'alla"..which translates to "In Gods hands". They honestly don't see the point in driving safely as whatever happens is entirely in Gods hands.
I pointed out that God wasn't driving the car, and got lectured on questioning the will of God. True story. 
Today the ex-president of South Korea took a swan dive off a mountain near his home because he was under investigation for corruption...
Don't be too sad. Isn't life and death all part of nature? Don't be sorry. Don't blame anybody. It's fate. Please leave a small tombstone near home. I've long thought about that.
That was note he left...was it fate? ...where do we draw the line between choice and fate..and where do we point the finger when we come undone?
Prick your finger it is done
The Moon has now eclipsed the Sun
The Angel has spread its wings
The time has come for bitter things
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