Perfection is not enough
Apr. 10th, 2022 09:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
palusbuteoSo there's this thing that popped up on my newsfeed earlier today
And the adage of "Perfection is not good enough" came immediately to mind.
I (freely) admit I am not a Golf fan. I've played it and can understand the "enjoyment" of playing it, especially when you have all the time of the day to devote to it, which not a lot of people have. (also, I'm still perplexed at times that golf has become so big in New England/Massachusetts, because we're so fucking busy and rush-rush all the damn time, to force us to take 8 hours to knock a ball around and chit-chat and make Biz Deals or whatever the fuck Rich-Ass people do while golfing, it's like some of us would rather be tied to a dentist chair and have teeth drilled...Let alone the either too cold or too hot & humid weather but I digress)
I am most certainly NOT a Watch Golf On TV Fan either.
I can't really say I'm much of a Tiger fan either. I mean, yeah great, he's one of the best Golfers who's ever Golfed.
But something about him and the presence he exudes just rubs me the wrong way.
Knowing how much of an utter-perfectionist that he is, and how horrible it must be to be him let alone be around him, it must suck.
I mean, no wonder he got into tussles with his ex wife (wives? I don't keep up with the gossip)
So going back to the headline and subtext.
Yeah, all of that describes exactly why I'm not a Tiger fan, and just reading those lines makes me a little nauseated/anxious.
I dunno. I mean, "Competitive Spirit" and "seeking perfection" by themselves aren't necessarily "bad" in my book. We are Humans and we define and justify our existence and purpose in the World based almost entirely on who we're in direct competition against, and some of us cannot function properly without some sort of "prize" to win and gloat about, and rub in the faces of others.
Like...Oh Noes....Not the Green Jacket. Oh fuck. I feel so emasculated that the golfer puts on his Green Jacket and I feel so intimidated and made smaller compared to his greatness for being able to knock a little white ball into a hole in the ground in as few hits as possible in order to earn a GreeEEEen JaAAAAcket
But I also think about how his Father must have treated/abused him, emotionally, maybe physically (like let's spend 18 hours outdoors in the pouring rain/weltering heat when you're a kid and you can't go inside until you've hit a perfect game because Daddy thinks all your worth is tied into that game and being perfect beyond perfect at it)....As I stated above, how miserable it must be to spend time with him, if you're so "lucky" to spend any time when he's not "practicing"/perfecting his game.
I dunno. It makes me kinda "sad" if I sit and think about it, try to imagine what that life might be like.
(although, making the stupid amount of money he makes knocking a ball around into holes in the ground....That'd be kinda nice for a change)
And the adage of "Perfection is not good enough" came immediately to mind.
I (freely) admit I am not a Golf fan. I've played it and can understand the "enjoyment" of playing it, especially when you have all the time of the day to devote to it, which not a lot of people have. (also, I'm still perplexed at times that golf has become so big in New England/Massachusetts, because we're so fucking busy and rush-rush all the damn time, to force us to take 8 hours to knock a ball around and chit-chat and make Biz Deals or whatever the fuck Rich-Ass people do while golfing, it's like some of us would rather be tied to a dentist chair and have teeth drilled...Let alone the either too cold or too hot & humid weather but I digress)
I am most certainly NOT a Watch Golf On TV Fan either.
I can't really say I'm much of a Tiger fan either. I mean, yeah great, he's one of the best Golfers who's ever Golfed.
But something about him and the presence he exudes just rubs me the wrong way.
Knowing how much of an utter-perfectionist that he is, and how horrible it must be to be him let alone be around him, it must suck.
I mean, no wonder he got into tussles with his ex wife (wives? I don't keep up with the gossip)
So going back to the headline and subtext.
Yeah, all of that describes exactly why I'm not a Tiger fan, and just reading those lines makes me a little nauseated/anxious.
I dunno. I mean, "Competitive Spirit" and "seeking perfection" by themselves aren't necessarily "bad" in my book. We are Humans and we define and justify our existence and purpose in the World based almost entirely on who we're in direct competition against, and some of us cannot function properly without some sort of "prize" to win and gloat about, and rub in the faces of others.
Like...Oh Noes....Not the Green Jacket. Oh fuck. I feel so emasculated that the golfer puts on his Green Jacket and I feel so intimidated and made smaller compared to his greatness for being able to knock a little white ball into a hole in the ground in as few hits as possible in order to earn a GreeEEEen JaAAAAcket
But I also think about how his Father must have treated/abused him, emotionally, maybe physically (like let's spend 18 hours outdoors in the pouring rain/weltering heat when you're a kid and you can't go inside until you've hit a perfect game because Daddy thinks all your worth is tied into that game and being perfect beyond perfect at it)....As I stated above, how miserable it must be to spend time with him, if you're so "lucky" to spend any time when he's not "practicing"/perfecting his game.
I dunno. It makes me kinda "sad" if I sit and think about it, try to imagine what that life might be like.
(although, making the stupid amount of money he makes knocking a ball around into holes in the ground....That'd be kinda nice for a change)
