by speelyei » Tue Oct 21, 2008 5:48 pm
I can't get over the golf clubs. I know, more than a decade has passed, and I should let it go, but I can't.
The reason I can't, isn't the clubs themselves, they are just a symbol. They represent, for me, a gulf that can never ever be bridged. They speak to a life of luxuriance and opulence that borders on offensive to me.
Sure, it was his money, he can do what he wants. But I don't feel that someone with a value sytem like that is capable of representing me, or anyone I've ever met or known. The gulf is imply too wide.