Epic fail, TW. Epic fail.
The last few days, the media has been in a frenzy over Tiger Woods alleged affairs and mistresses and strippers and cocktail waitresses and possible alien babies with all of the aforementioned. It’s nuts. Anyways, the most pertinent conclusion I have made from this whole mess is how utterly sad it is that I am not even vaguely surprised.
I have this theory that men in power have their egos stroked so vigorously on a day to day basis that they begin to feel they are above the banal moments of our everyday existence. Men who are constantly praised and garner enormous amounts of attention begin to develop this hero complex; they are invincible and should not have to deal with insipid things like, say, their wife being a little crabby because she was locked in the house for 9 hours while her children threw pureed squash at her face.
For whatever reason, it happened, but to be honest, I do not appreciate the media coverage of this. Last night on Larry King Live, a commenter said that anyone who ‘didn’t know this was happening, was blind’. Sure, I agree. Adultery happens a alot, far more than it should, but this insane media coverage almost vindicating him for what he did gives this underlying sense of credence to the whole thing. Some notion that men have such voracious sexual appetites, that really they can’t help any of this. It’s biology! And nothing, not wedding vows, not babies at home and not even a multi-million dollar sponsorship deal with Nike, can stop it.
Big Apple To The Beltway 