![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Tiger Woods: Fearful Symmetry
Mar. 29th, 2010 09:09 amSo I spent perhaps 20 minutes of my valuable life reading, in the NYT magazine, the story on Tiger Woods and What It All Means.
What It All Means is that, apparently through TV and TV advertisers, Woods brought billions to the golfing industry and raised the wage -- the prizes, and the number of them -- for the rank and file PGA golfers to the point where they can sort of make a living at playing golf. The PGA itself benefitted from the trickledown and was empowered to build buildings such as the one Woods gave his apology speech in. In a word, the PGA is the house that Woods built. Simultaneously, the disappearance (for whatever reason) of caddies from golf courses reduced the diversity of what the piece calls "golfers" -- so that instead of fulfilling the prediction that Woods' presence would open up a truly exclusively white male enclave to women and people of color, black people have virtually disappeared from golf courses. Since there are no black caddies now. (!)
Golf remains a corporate boondoggle, in which white guys fly planeloads of hundreds more white guys -- clients and colleagues -- to sit in 15,000 person bleachers at the 118th hole, drink beer, and watch Woods play. If he shoots well at that particular hole, they get to throw beer cans at him.
Woods is explicitly credited with bringing sorely needed videogenic drama to the sport by his expressive passion. Like, you know, when he dances after sinking a putt.
I'd forgotten about Earl's "Green Beret mind control" tactics which allegedly taught little Tiger his amazing concentration skills.
Nowhere, naturally, does the reporter even raise the question of how the sports reporter pack could have ignored the schtupping story when Woods carried two phones in his front pocket, one loaded with porn, at all times? And was photographed in the same sleazy bars reporters are said to frequent, hustling the strippers? Every night for 20 years?
He is considered an athlete. And is, apparently according to Forbes, the highest paid one.
What does it matter if such a buffoon/automaton/Stanford dropout/incredibly rich/athlete schtups scores of gross women?
Apparently the fear is golf will lose the millions in TV rights and sponsorships -- the economy on which all the other golfers and the PGA itself battens -- if Woods loses his TV audience.
Which no schtupper of gross women is going to do. Since that is what all those boondoggling white guys with the beer cans in the bleachers at the 118th hole need and want from the black golf stud.
So it's win, win.
(I actually did consult my guru on the real reason adultery is a sin: It separates one from God in the sense that it denies the abundance of love/creation and pegs abundance to sex. Somehow, feeling the love and abundance, it strikes me, are ish Woods would never in a million years think are problems for him.)
What It All Means is that, apparently through TV and TV advertisers, Woods brought billions to the golfing industry and raised the wage -- the prizes, and the number of them -- for the rank and file PGA golfers to the point where they can sort of make a living at playing golf. The PGA itself benefitted from the trickledown and was empowered to build buildings such as the one Woods gave his apology speech in. In a word, the PGA is the house that Woods built. Simultaneously, the disappearance (for whatever reason) of caddies from golf courses reduced the diversity of what the piece calls "golfers" -- so that instead of fulfilling the prediction that Woods' presence would open up a truly exclusively white male enclave to women and people of color, black people have virtually disappeared from golf courses. Since there are no black caddies now. (!)
Golf remains a corporate boondoggle, in which white guys fly planeloads of hundreds more white guys -- clients and colleagues -- to sit in 15,000 person bleachers at the 118th hole, drink beer, and watch Woods play. If he shoots well at that particular hole, they get to throw beer cans at him.
Woods is explicitly credited with bringing sorely needed videogenic drama to the sport by his expressive passion. Like, you know, when he dances after sinking a putt.
I'd forgotten about Earl's "Green Beret mind control" tactics which allegedly taught little Tiger his amazing concentration skills.
Nowhere, naturally, does the reporter even raise the question of how the sports reporter pack could have ignored the schtupping story when Woods carried two phones in his front pocket, one loaded with porn, at all times? And was photographed in the same sleazy bars reporters are said to frequent, hustling the strippers? Every night for 20 years?
He is considered an athlete. And is, apparently according to Forbes, the highest paid one.
What does it matter if such a buffoon/automaton/Stanford dropout/incredibly rich/athlete schtups scores of gross women?
Apparently the fear is golf will lose the millions in TV rights and sponsorships -- the economy on which all the other golfers and the PGA itself battens -- if Woods loses his TV audience.
Which no schtupper of gross women is going to do. Since that is what all those boondoggling white guys with the beer cans in the bleachers at the 118th hole need and want from the black golf stud.
So it's win, win.
(I actually did consult my guru on the real reason adultery is a sin: It separates one from God in the sense that it denies the abundance of love/creation and pegs abundance to sex. Somehow, feeling the love and abundance, it strikes me, are ish Woods would never in a million years think are problems for him.)
