Sometimes you read something that just pisses you off so bad you have to do something about it. And of all the moralistic, tight-spinctered screeds against poor old Tiger Woods that I've read, ever, is Robert Wright's crusty and censorious Jeremiad in the New York Times this week.

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I woke up this morning and realized something was definitely off. Wrong, you know. A kind of... squirrely feeling, like something was lurking just around the corner, and that was before I even left the house. I walked into the living room and there was nothing there. But there had been.… Read full post »

There was a huge line at Security. Everybody was crabby. The crankiest, of course, were the First Class and Business passengers, who had just enjoyed the pleasures of the Red Carpet queue only to be dumped on a long line with the hoi polloi of Coach. It's not snobbery. They just… Read full post »