Trump is off the rails. As usual. Petulant Adolescent President. Tweeting breathless threats. No change there. Comey’s firing has set the mainstream media’s hair up in smoke. Dems talking impeachment. Russia obsession cranked into hyperdrive. So. Let’s say Trump blows himself up. Resigns. Gets run out of D.C. What then? 3 + years of Pence. A saner yet far right-wing regime. Would that be an improvement? We may find out.
Kind of like the odds of hitting a hole-in-one on the island green. Sergio?!
Seems like everything is moving backwards in slow-motion.
Tiger decided not to make his latest comeback at the Safeway tournament this week. He hasn’t hit a golf ball in public for over a year. Will he ever again?
In Miami, it’s the Clinton-Gore retro show. Trying to appeal to millennials with a droning speech on climate change and revisiting hanging chads. Yawn. Meanwhile, Trump has declared war on the Republican party. Solidifying an eponymous third party for the future. Reminding us of his true end-game. This is TNN.
Flashback to M.A.S.H. Ran into Alan & Arlene Alda strolling through Central Park on our daily constitutional by the Lake. Looked like a happy couple of 58 years.
Maybe I’m just like my father too bold. “When Doves Cry” – Prince.
More sad than Prince’s untimely demise. The tragic death of an icon who is still alive. Tiger Woods. ESPN writer reveals a tale that didn’t hit the headlines. The self-sabotage of a champion who never got fulfillment from the sport of golf. So he sought solace in trying to fulfill his father’s dream. Ending up emulating his flaws as well.
Far from the fairways and greens Tiger’s world turned to a driven need to become a Navy SEAL. His fame gave him access to their grueling training camps which destroyed his body. The one he needed to continue to compete and win with in his other life. Wright Thompson does a masterful telling of the secret suffering that we as fans never could have guessed was going on in this complicated stunted man-boy. A must read.