Dam, Tiger. I point the finger of blame at Brother Woods for not just staying single if he wanted to see various women. There is an upside and downside to being married. You can’t have your cake and eat it too. I would feel better if he did a Hugh Hefner thing and said, “this is the wholesome lovely lady I love and the mother of my kids; we plan to grow old together. These chicks are play-things who do stuff that wives shouldn’t do. My wife approves of this unusual arrangement but in some Asian cultures a man can have a number one wife and consorts.”
I point another finger of blame at Elin Woods for thinking that she was bright enough, hot enough and engaging enough to maintain the interest of the number sportsman in the world for the next fifty years. To me, vows and pledges mean something. That’s why I would not get married if I did not plan on being 100% behind what I said before God and family in a church. So a nanny (she has a college degree) thought she could sloop one of the top cats in the world. Really? Sure and I am slooping Oprah away from (I better not good there.)
Tiger listened to too many people who don’t look like me. He should have been listening the Charles Barkley saying “I am not a role model” or Eddie Murphy joke about “half…because you treat me like an-imal.” This crap or the Clinton/Monica crap would never happen to the Obamas because Michelle Obama is a sister who is the total package and who is rolling from the Chi—don’t play with women from the Chi. (Is Hillary from the Chi?).
Behind every successful man is a driven woman who nagged him to the top and insisted that he does what he said he would do. If I married a driven lovely sister in the 80s, I would in congress today; I might be unhappy but I would be unhappy on the top. The chicks on videos and in the clubs are like cotton candy—tasty and fun but with little nutritional value. We need substance—vegetables, fiber and protein. Michelle Obama is USDA approved, grade A, top choice.
(Since no one reads these post this far) I don’t think you want to see Elin Woods without that makeup. I did not go to Sanford or Yale but at my Black college we knew that Black don’t crack—which basically is saying that the effects of the sun are minimized by the melatonin in our skin. The Black women with fair skin take it hard also; have you seen Jasmine Guy lately.
Of course, deep people care about what is inside a person and that person’s character. If a couple grows less attractive over time, the love they have and their shared experiences balances it out. People are not as deep as they once were; they will bounce on you in a heartbeat.
I am discussing this topic on a public policy blog because the erosion of the American family structure leads to shaky homes, half-raised kids and crime. Tiger’s plea for privacy is nonsense because he decided to make a billion dollars from the public and he therefore gets a billion eyes on him. The last thing wives in middle America want is their hubbys idolizing a man who cheats or bounces on his family for the chickadees. If a senator or the golf star did that, my hubby might get some ideas since my thighs are bigger and I am applying the Covergirl with a trowel.
Why are Black women always getting left out? I am so glad the sisters are left out of this Tiger Woods mess. Then again, what do I know? If I were in Woods’ position, I would have married track start Marion Jones—and still would.