Toby Barlow wrote an Op-Ed piece in yesterday's Times about a Michigan couple that moved back to Detroit from Naples, Florida, giving up "endless golf" for fund-raisers and "lectures on design and sustainable development."
At the end of the piece, the author admitted that "Detroit might no longer be a city where dreams come true the way they once did." But he said his story about the couple illustrated some salient points, the last one being "how nice it is we're not in Florida."
It does get a little old, the endless golf. I played 97 holes yesterday and I had a temperature of 101. It's a good thing I don't have a job but then this is Florida, where nobody has a job, we're too busy strolling down fairways, putting back divots. Forget space programs, medical centers, architectural firms, university research, marine laboratories, art fairs, opera houses, design seminars, creative writing programs - we're all just focused on getting that dimpled white ball into its little hole. You can't walk down the street without somebody asking your handicap. You spend more time in your golf cart than you do in your Lexus. (Hey, how do you think we can all afford such an expensive game?) Our main concern with pythons is that they'll start swallowing our balls.
I'd write more but my tee time is in two minutes.
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