Sunday, February 21, 2010
Tiger In The Master's House
On Friday, Tiger Woods gave a fourteen minute apology for his sexual misconduct. Why I have no idea. Scripted public mea culpas are all the rage, but only seem to make matters worse. See Bill Clinton, Jonathan Edwards, Jimmy Swaggart. Of course he's sorry. He's sorry that his life has fallen apart, his marriage is in shambles, his children will suffer, and bye bye Nike. He says he's let me, as part of the public, down. Really? I kind of hated his public image, that I can do no wrong, perfect life, wholesome bullshit scripted ever so carefully by his agent. Why did he go this route? To please his father, to score Tag Heur? Maybe. But I think it's a little bit more depressing than that -- I think he did it to make money in the largely white, largely conservative golf world. Welcome to the Master's. Or is it, welcome to the master's house? His apology suggests, as angry as he is (and make no mistake, that was one angry ass apology), he still wants a room there.
I know that lots of people of all races do this sort of thing -- live an inauthentic life because they can't take the idea of owning up to their true natures. I myself am guilty many times over, as we Catholics say, by the things I have done and have failed to do. It has nothing to do with being an African-American man. But could he have revealed his true nature (and no, I'm not buying the sex addict bullshit -- try narcissist who thinks with enough money you can get away with anything, also see Jonathan Edwards) and still be selling Mont Blanc pens? I'm guessing no. Is being the world's greatest golfer enough? Now that Tiger is in exile from his first life and on the verge of a second, it's going to have to be a start.
Michelle's Spell of the Day
"The cost of liberty is less than the price of repression. " W. E. B. Du Bois
Working on some new spring drinks to harken the winter blues away!
Benedictions and Maledictions