I was going to write today about this cool article in Newsweek about women and the Catholic church. But I haven't finished it yet (major problem) and as I was getting ready to fold laundry (what fun I have) I heard on NPR, an interesting piece about Tiger Woods and his latest advertisement for Nike.
Here's a little background on what I know about Tiger Woods - brilliant golfer, father put a golf club in his hand at a ridiculously young age, role model for young athletes, wins ALL the time, Gatorade and Nike use him to sell their products...oh and he slept with all kinds of women, while his wife carried and gave birth to his two children. Call me irrational but I really have trouble separating the way a man conducts his private life and his status in our culture. I have this strange idea that, especially when you are considered a role model you would maybe, take a holistic point of view of your life and try to do the right thing, be a good and decent person, and keep it in your pants!!! (Oh and we won't even cover the fact that Tiger gets paid shit-load of money and this combined with raw talent, elevates him to some God-like status. What makes that worse is I know there are many, many people who do so much good in this world for so much less monetary reward and public recognition.)
So, I go to you-tube to see the Nike Ad, and it's ridiculous. The camera is on Tiger, it's shot in black and white, and he's looking all remorseful and childlike. Then, Tiger's Dad starts talking, from beyond the grave (and I know that man was not faithful either), and he asks questions like, "I want to know what you were thinking" (I'll tell you what he was thinking...) and "did you learn anything?" Yeah, Dad, I learned that you can have your cake and eat it! Dad, I learned that when you're me, you get to fuck who the heck you want to, take a few months out to go sex-addiction rehab (why they don't they just re-name that cheating rehab for famous men?), and then step right back up to play at the Masters and get all kinds of money from advertisements again. Oh, except I think his marriage broke up, (as did his truck) but what the heck did he expect?
I know that there are so many people who don't agree with me about personal choices and fame, but I guess they can put this blog down to another one of my "WB soap box" rants. I stand by my earlier thought: Tiger Woods + Nike = lower than a snakes balls.