On accidents...

Accident is an interesting word you know, it covers a plethora of events.

[Side note: I was once told that the definition of the word plethora included the word "of" and so you didn't need to put it after the word, e.g. I should have just written "plethora events". I don't know if this is actually true but it sounds awful. So forgive me, please, I will stick with being incorrect but sounding nice.]

So yes, a plethora of events, I was saying: injuries, incidents, forgetfulness, laziness, carelessness.
Here are some examples (I'll go with a lettered list today just to mix it up.):

A) Whoops, I just stepped on your toe, sorry, love, it was an accident.

C) Or Miss I accidentally left my homework on the kitchen counter.
     That's interesting, Billy. I have it here in my hand from when you left it in the classroom yesterday.

D) Mummy, I just had an accident. On the floor. Where you just stepped.

You see I don't think there is any such thing. The phrase 'it was an accident' implies a lack of blame, but there is always blame. You should have been looking where you were going, you should have thought about what to pack in your bag, you shouldn't have been so lazy you couldn't be bothered to walk to the bathroom.
We use it as a way of excusing ourselves, of getting out of admitting what we have done wrong. Like the boy who pooped on the floor because he was too lazy to use the bathroom, or the careless girl who was too busy texting to avoid your foot, we are all responsible for our actions. There are no accidents. If someone is hurt, then someone is to blame.

Am I being too harsh?