Tiger! Tiger! Burning Bright.

(Which ho will you fuck tonight?) – courtesy of my sister

Welcome to another trip on the Public Shame Glory Train. Today’s stop: Woods, which connects to at least 4 other stations and possibly quite a few more.

There’s not a whole lot to be said about Tiger Woods that hasn’t already been said so far.  He’s been examined through and through on Twitter: “Wondering if my Tiger skills will transfer over to basketball? They seem to get all the quiet hoes” by @EVILTIGERWOODS, lalate seems to have dozens of articles on him and while I was typing this just updated with another, and of course piles of news and sports sites, webmagazines, and blogs. I can’t even imagine what the tabloid rack at the grocery store must look like. I bet it’s incredible.

I’m not here to take a good man down. Whether Tiger Woods is a good man, nobody can say except maybe the supposedly twenty-nine women he’s banged. We know he’s cheap and doesn’t tip, he apparently has naked photos and possibly a love child, and had women in his house when his wife was out of town. I’d link some links but frankly I’m tired of going through the huge pile of articles. I did, however, find a couple of very clever videos from Taiwan that explain a bit how he managed to lay more pipe than Mario and Luigi and their clones, combined.

I’m disappointed. I’m just a few months older than Tiger and when he first came onto the scene I had a huge crush on him. I like golf okay (not to watch but playing it can be fun as long as I don’t pass out under a shade tree on the 18th hole) and he was young and enthusiastic and interesting. As we got older I enjoyed hearing about his big wins and how he was sweeping the golf world by storm and even though I had some fangirl jealousy, I was happy to hear that he had married, and a not-famous one at that! She was probably happy too. I doubt she is happy now.

Tiger himself is not so much the issue here, because there are a lot of people out there doing the same thing or who would like to. I’ve read about a million comments from people stating sentiments from “He’s only human” to “Let the man and his family have their privacy” to “Everyone does it and what’s the big deal?” What is the big deal indeed? Is there a big deal?

I tend to think so. Here is the problem. Marriage is a legally binding contract and most vows include the phrase “forsaking all others” included with loving and cherishing and better and worse. Why did Tiger Woods get married? What was he hoping to get from it? Why does anyone get married if they know they have appetites their spouse cannot meet? This is something which confuses me to no end. Okay let me rephrase that. Why did Tiger Woods get married to a woman who wasn’t okay with him seeing other women? It seems prudent to find this sort of thing out before marrying.

It’s not just Tiger, either. Jamie Junger says she doesn’t need to apologize to his wife. These women sure know who Tiger Woods is and never once looked online to find information about him? Never looked up to see if he is married? I’m talking to you Jaimee Grubbs.