APRIL 2011: From The Editor - It's Time To Get Your Plaid On
Author: Maggie Washo | Photographer: Photography by Anne
I feel like I am expected to wax poetic about the Heritage Tournament in my note this month. You know, how important it is, what it does for the community, why we need to save it at all costs. Well, I agree. And if it comes to it, feel free to tax me extra to save the Heritage, because it would be worth it. (If you aren’t a big Tournament supporter, see to the left for 5 surefire ways to get kicked out this year.)
Now I am going to switch gears and talk about something no one else is talking about. Charlie Sheen. I am ashamed to admit that I have been utterly fascinated by the unfolding story. I watched his ranting on every show and even looked up his “Sheen’s Korner” webcast on YouTube. When words like “warlock, goddesses, Adonis blood and tiger DNA” come streaming forth from someone’s mouth, you do a double take.
Why is it that the whole world delights in the mental breakdown of someone famous? I think it is because we are all on the verge of our own breakdowns, and it makes us feel a little better. It reminds me of Henry David Thoreau’s quote: “Most men lead lives of quiet desperation and go to the grave with the song still in them.”
I guess it’s not really that surprising. We’ve seen it happen over and over. The Fame Monster chews up and spits out Hollywood royalty on a daily basis. Talented people who have money thrown at them and no one to say NO develop an unrealistic view of the world and their position in it. (Let’s face it. In the BIG picture, we are all insignificant). I remember thinking when Paris Hilton was arrested for the second time for driving on probation that this is a woman who can afford a chauffeur. For most people, losing your license because of a DUI would be a major imposition. But if you have a driver, not so much, right?
At what point in your existence do you decide that the rules just do not apply to you?
It’s just another blaring example of the “me-ism” that has taken over this generation. I better stop now before I start talking about how I used to walk to school, barefoot, in the snow, uphill both ways.
Top five ways to get kicked out of the Heritage tournament.
5.) Talk LOUDLY on your iphone as you walk the course.
4.) Repeatedly ask the volunteers holding the QUIET signs to move a little to the left so you can get a better photo.
3.) Bring your backpack beach chair and cooler full of Bud Light.
2.) Walk around in high heels, daisy dukes and a low-cut T-Shirt with “Tiger’s Future Mistress” emblazoned on the front.
1.) Streak across the 18th green as the defending champion makes his final putt.