My Prophet, not!
I'm not sure who told this guy, or these media outlets that munched on the story for weeks that I cared that much. I also don't understand what gave those celebrities the impression that they were the prophets of our time, to come out and explain to us why they have sinned!
I have no interest in Golf. But let's assume that Lionel Messi or Paolo Maldini were the ones who cheated on their wives. My interest in those guys is purely because of their football skills, and is only centred around the football field. Whatever they do in their normal lives is absolutely irrelevant to me. In simple words, I don't give a damn. Using the same analogy, what Tiger does in his private life is his own business, and unless he considers himself a prophet like Mohammed, Jesus, Moses or Buddha, he shouldn't be apologizing. I don't use him as a model for how to deal with my wife. He is not my rule model when it comes to how to handle my financial affairs, love affairs, family affairs, or sexual appetite! It is so demeaning and insulting for someone to think that anyone should care what this guy does other than Golf. They should leave him alone. Let him work out the whole thing with his wife! We don't know the details and we shouldn't know. She might turn out to be a lesbian! Here is a reason for him to go an cheat. Bottom line we shouldn't care.
One last note on this subject. If he really thinks that he owes people an apology, then he must be the biggest narcissist in the universe.
I act like a star, and you're loving it!
Meanwhile, across the Atlantic, Another mega money earner, maker, and a football star fell in the same trap. Again, cheating on his wife. John Terry, England's and Chelsea's captain was exposed and it turned out that he was having an affair. Now, one smart feminist lady I know blasted that "whoever marries a footballer is an idiot". Coincidently, I read some readers' comments in some newspaper echoing the same sentiment.
You see, the problem is that women will always go for stars. I bet you three months worth of my own salary that if Terry made a pass at a girl in a bar, a club or a restaurant the very next day this story was exposed, 5 out of 10 would've ended up hooking up with him. And that's me being very conservative. It's very straightforward, stars behave this way because girls entertain it. They're rich, successful and therefore they are desirable. I admire the idealistic sentiments of some of those with high self-esteem and belief in good things in life, but I wouldn't want you to be put into test. Because rest assured, you will falter and you will start orbiting around them like they were the only men left on earth.
If he manages to sort things out with his wife, then good for him. If he doesn't, then in no time you will find him holding another beauty queen and packing her with his underwear to South Africa for the World Cup.
What's your excuse for being screwed up!
It so happened that I was lodging on my couch browsing the countless, useless, and mercilessly brain draining channels on my TV and I came across the most powerful man on earth's show, Oprah Winfrey. The show was about Sex Addiction. As you can imagine, we had on show three or four people, males and females, who are suffering from Sex Addiction. Brace yourself. Now, what was interesting about this episode is that every single one of those addicts had a back up story. Her father abused her. His father didn't play baseball with him. Her sister called her a nerd. Her mother drank like there was no tomorrow. And so, they developed this sad disease and became prostitutes and male whores. Then suddenly, the last guy said "I wasn't sexually abused as a youngster. My mother wasn't sleeping around. My father wasn't an alcoholic, and he played all the lovely American sports with me. I had a perfect childhood. I was a happy kid! But somehow I became a sex addict. Maybe I was just in love with sex!" No Back Up Story!
The moral of the story is; if you have a problem; if you steal, sleep around, drink, inhale, sniff, or pick you nose, it might just be you! Don't blame others. Don't look for an excuse. You screwed up. And so, you should sort it out and move on with your life. Get over yourself. You are not perfect, so you don't need to act like if you were. It's getting old and annoying hearing all these empty and jaw dropping excuses.
I'm done being grumpy for the day! Have a nice one.
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