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  12th Hole, Augusta National

Do you buy any of this? I certainly don't know what to make of it. When the incident happened, the first thing I went to was the possibility that Tiger Woods may have been impaired in some way by pain killers. Why? Because of his injuries. Because of the relentless way in which he continues to play, despite the wrenching effect that it has on his knees. Because that's far more plausible than anything else, and I was hoping I was wrong. Sadly, here it is over a week and a half later, and someone finally starts to ask questions about this particular angle:

On "The Early Show" Monday, Gerald Posner, the site's chief investigative correspondent, told co-anchor Harry Smith, "Somebody familiar with Tiger's medical treatment, back at the end of 2007, right after he tore his ligament in his left knee, around the time of the British Open, to the end of the year, said that he was dosing with prescription pain killers, opiates, at a time that one doctor was concerned enough about potential addictive possibility that he had a person personal talk with Tiger to ramp down the dosing.

"And then at the time of the car accident, I spoke withdraw made trauma doctors who said when EMT (emergency medical technicians) arrived, what they should have found, you've hit a hydrant, you've smashed into a tree, the rear of your car's been broken with a golf club by your wife, you have lacerations on your face, what happens? Your adrenal glands pump out adrenalin. It shoves blood into your brain and your muscles, and you're hyper-vigilant. That happens whether you're 75 or 15 years old. For a 33-year-old world-class athlete like Tiger Woods, he should have been up and around, walking and very alert, with the adrenalin rush. ... (But) he (was found) laying on the grass, snoring. He fell asleep, which raises the questions for some doctors -- was he on sleep agents or possibly on pain medications that may have dulled him? And we can't find out, because the Florida Highway Patrol didn't do a breathalyzer, a blood test or a urine test that night."

I had no idea he was, literally, banging a stable full of women. I had no idea what went through his mind when his wife likely clocked him with a golf club. I do know this--Tiger is a young man in a lot of pain, physical and emotional, and he has some holes in his psyche that aren't being filled with family, a beautiful wife, adulation, money, golf victories, or hardbody hotties who come running when he punches digits into his phone.

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Here's a classic case of damage control, which comes about because someone has decided to drop to one knee and punch poor Max Baucus where he lives:

A spokesman for Senator Max Baucus, Democrat of Montana, said early Saturday that the senator nominated his girlfriend, a lawyer who worked for him at the time, for a United States attorney position last March.

The girlfriend, Melodee Hanes, worked for Mr. Baucus as his state office director and as a field director between 2003 and 2009. Mr. Baucus and Ms. Hanes were separated from their spouses at the time they became romantically involved in the summer of 2008, said the spokesman, Tyler Matsdorf. Ms. Hanes eventually resigned from her position, Mr. Matsdorf said, and both she and the senator subsequently divorced their spouses.

“Senator Baucus is currently in a mature and happy relationship with Melodee Hanes,” Mr. Matsdorf said in a statement. “They are both divorced, and in no way was their relationship the cause of their respective divorces.”

In March, Mr. Baucus, the chairman of the Senate Finance Committee, selected three candidates, including Ms. Hanes, for a United States attorney position in Montana and passed their names to the White House. Mr. Baucus and Ms. Hanes then decided that she should withdraw her name from consideration because the couple wanted to live together in Washington, Mr. Matsdorf said.

Basically, this is a Saturday morning disclosure, designed to minimize coverage and tamp down the outrage. Whatever aspirations Max Baucus has of taking Harry Reid's job or being an elder statesman are intact. The culture of nepotism, corruption, greed, and incompetence continues unabated, and you can have your good government when they say you can have your good government.

In years past, the poor Senator would be seen shuffling away from his office, fully resigned from his seat and shamed into silence. Now, he sends out a spokesman, dumps it on a gullible press on a weekend, and flips off his home state constituents while his squeeze rubs his crotch and shoves someone else's money into his pants. Literally, or figuratively, who cares anymore?

You can be rest assured, however, that the previous outrage among Democrats over the Bush-era Justice Department being "politicized" is very much an exercise in hypocrisy at this point if Senator Baucus is not thrown out of the Senate. Really, why would a U.S. Senator put a U.S. Attorney in power back home if not to ward off attacks, dole out favors, and maintain a firewall between him, his ethics, and whoever might notice an ethical problem?

No wonder poor Ex-governor Don Siegelman is still being railroaded. Democrats like their Justice that way.

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You would have to be stuck in some sort of vacuum or on a secluded
island with no access to the outside world to avoid the Tiger Woods Saga
of the past 7 days. It has really taken on a life of its own and I do
not want to rehash the details but look at its impact on kids who look
up to him.

When the news was breaking a good friend of mine in the media called me
and I was unavailable for his call. After all, it was Friday after
Thanksgiving and any die hard golfer is doing what his wired to do and
that's sticking a peg in the ground with family and friends.

When I finished playing I picked up the kids and we went to Discount
Tire to get a new tire for our truck (gotta get the road hazard!). As we
were waiting I got another call from Steve and this time I took the
call...

Boy was I not excepting to hear the news of Tiger being in an accident
and listed in serious condition. Of course this news was breaking fast
and the details would get much clearer over the next 48 hours, I still
had the immediate questions everyone else did. Why would you be leaving
your house at 2:30 AM? Is he going to be OK? Was this going to be a 2009
Ben Hogan story of a golf legend hurt in a tragic car crash?

All that aside, my kids heard me say that Tiger Woods was in a car
crash. Sadie (8) and Payne (5 1/2) only know one thing when it comes to
golf and superstars and that's Tiger Woods. They watch him every Sunday
in his Red shirt hitting crazy shots and hoisting big trophies. They
play his EA Sports Tiger Woods video game, both playing as Tiger in
different colored shirts.

Sadie and Payne didn't have the questions most of us had, they just felt
horrible that a guy they look up to was hurt in a car accident. They
asked if he was o.k., was his car ruined and if he will still be able to
play golf. It showed me then and now that the circumstances are
irrelevant in a child's mind as to where he was going at that late hour
but they just did what kids do and that's show love and concern for a
friend.

Fast forward 6 days to where the story has unraveled to and its
unavoidable even to the eyes of the kids. I was looking at an email
of a doctored photo that showed the happy couple; her holding a 3-Iron
and he looking as if he just finished 12 rounds with Mike Tyson and
Sadie saw it.

She asked what it was and right there and then I had a decision to make.
Do I blow it off or do I tell her the truth. It was easy because the
truth being told on the spot is what's right and what I would want her
to do.

I explained it in the simplest of terms. Tiger was in trouble with Mrs.
Woods. Sadie said "Because he smashed up their car?" I told her "No,
because he did something wrong and she is very upset with him. He went
out on a date with another lady and that's not right or fair to his
wife. It would be like Daddy going out to the movies and dinner with
another Lady and not telling mom. You see Dad's and Mom's are there for
each other and God made marriage for Mom & Dad not Mom & Dad and
somebody else." She asked a few little questions and we left it at that.

Today when she came home from school I asked her how she felt about
Tiger and she said he's still her favorite golfer but he needs to be
nicer to Mrs. Woods. Its clear his golf is still what the kids like but as a father and a
husband he has a lot of work to do. As for his image I know that kids
forgive fast but that doesn't mean he doesn't have to answer to them as
well!


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Crazy Hot Mess Ekaterina Ivanova

Must be a generational thing:

Ronnie Wood has been arrested after an alleged assault on his 21-year-old girlfriend Ekaterina Ivanova.

The Rolling Stones guitarist, 62, who has only just divorced his wife Jo, was released on bail following the incident.

The couple, who are renting a £4,000-a-week lavish ‘castle’ called Ruxley Towers, in Claygate in Esher, Surrey, are believed to have had an altercation near their new home on Wednesday night.

They moved into the property in September and Wood – known for his past drink battles – rented the four-bedroom white folly from a member of the Lacoste family, who own the French sportswear label.

Wood was questioned by police over claims he had assaulted his young Russian lover after being arrested in the high street of Claygate by officers called to reports of an assault.

It is understood that his on-off girlfriend Ekaterina claimed he attacked her during a row.

A Surrey Police spokesman said Wood was released on bail until a date next month pending further inquiries.

Wood's personal life is in an apparent tailspin, having just ended his marriage of over twenty years. I can't fault the man for wanting a 21 year-old girlfriend. When she acts 21 years of age, beating her isn't going to work in the long run. And, in point of fact, a 21 year-old woman can easily turn a 62 year-old man into pudding fairly quickly. Wood deserves what we call a major ass kicking, and it would be fitting if it came from the young woman.

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sscornelius says...

Poor Al Gore. Global warming completely debunked via the very Internet you invented. Oh, oh, the irony.

Quote from Jon Stewart on Tuesday's "The Daily Show" about the growing controversy over faked research reports about global warming.

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  Never go for a boat ride with a shifty, disloyal hack

I hate to make fun of a Republican who is down, but this is just too rich to pass up:

As I mentioned this morning, I resigned my position as Arkansas coordinator for HuckPAC today where I served in a volunteer capacity. My departure was with a heavy heart but was done after serious prayer and consideration. Some have asked about the timing. As most could imagine, the recent news of the last two days along with the response did play a role in this decision but was not the sole factor.

I may say more in the coming days but for now I will leave it at this. I still firmly believe in the ideals and principles championed by Gov. Mike Huckabee.

The resignation of Mr. Tolbert means what, exactly? That he cannot be counted upon to stand with someone who had taken a hit?

The God that I pray to often tells me to stick with friends who are being buffeted by the storm, sir. The God that I pray to often tells me to stick with my principles and never turn a friend away. They call them principles for a reason. They help us stick with what’s right. Where’d yours go? Do you think Mike Huckabee needs some people to stand with him right now? Don’t you think Mike Huckabee is worth a plug nickel? Given all that has been said and done, don’t you think old Huck is feeling pretty low right now?

Do you think that the idea of Christian compassion is now dead? You seem to be answering that question with your feet.

I guess you have to run screaming away from Mike Huckabee with your hands on both butt cheeks, terrified of the fallout of being associated with a man who pardoned a man who went out and killed four police officers. Did Mike Huckabee kill anyone? No. He used his Christian compassion to let a man go free and to give him a second chance. That turned out to be a nightmarishly bad decision. If everyone who ever received a pardon acted the way that disgusting man in Washington State acted, there would be no pardons. And yet, the act of pardon has help untold citizens feel like a part of this democracy again, and it has helped inspire them to lead exemplary lives. Granted, many are pardoned because their father made a timely campaign contribution. This doesn’t seem to be the case here.

I’m glad you prayed about it. It makes taking the opportunity to go personal and mock your curious grasp on religion that much easier for me. I was sweating bullets there for a minute. You’re running from trouble, thinking that will save you. The God that I pray to keeps tabs on this sort of thing, I believe.

Who is Jason Tolbert?

Jason Tolbert – Editor, Publisher, Blogger – Tolbert has been involved with social conservative issues for the past decade.  He also is heavily involved with the Republican Party serving as an alternate delegate to the 2008 Republican National Convention in St. Paul.  He began working with the new media first through the grassroots website called Huck’s Armyand now through the Tolbert Report.  He is a Certified Public Accountant practicing in Central Arkansas.

A CPA who won’t stand by someone who takes a fall? Well, that will drive up your business and make your professional reputation really valuable, won’t it? Good move, sport. Hey, who’s that running away behind that slamming door? Oh, that’s Jason Tolbert. When a man who he supported, organized for, raised money for, and expressed devotion and love for had a hiccup in his political career, Jason Tolbert tore off his clothes and went streaking out of the room as fast as humanly possible in order to preserve his political viability. He’s a natural born leader and a loyal friend. Just don’t go through a bad patch, and he’ll stick with you, good Christian that he is.

Pardon me for being opinionated, but, as a Northeastern Rockefeller Republican, I’m a little tired of convenient Christianity being mixed in with my party. Pick something to believe in and stick with it. You born agains don’t mix with us Episcopalians, I gather. Sorry—I got it right the first time and stuck with my religion. I don’t claim to be a holy roller or a saint, but many of you certainly do. Just don’t rub my face in it when you can’t reconcile God and Mammon, okay? Sticking with Huckabee meant the possibility the Mammon in your coin sack would take a hit, right? Did I get that right? Is my theology squared away, there?

You know, a bunch of people had this same thing happen to them when John Edwards went tits up. Liberals, you don’t get a pass here. You’re opportunistic hacks as well.

From the comments, though, there is this chestnut. This is a priceless example of delusional thinking:

I would recommend thinking about this a little more strategically. From a rational perspective, there really isn’t much to blame Huckabee for. He granted clemency within the bounds of the law and within the bounds of a system designed to help correct perceived errors in the justice system (or at least account for changed conditions). Not knowing what was in Clemmons’ clemency file, one can presume — for the sake of argument — that there was nothing indicating any sort of propensity to commit such a heinous crime. So, yes, you can’t really rationally blame Huckabee, at least not on the facts we have.

But … Dukakis was effectively trashed up one side and down the other for the Willie Horton fiasco, which had strikingly similar facts. He was billed as “soft on crime,” and we all know how his candidacy fared. Because the GOP used this tactic on Dukakis, it’s fair game for Huckabee. That means a Huckabee candidacy would be plagued with allegations of being soft on crime, replete with pictures of the deceased officers, the children left behind, and so on.

And I can’t understand why you would possibly think the brazen slaughter of four on-duty police officers is only worth a “30-second soundbite.” I think this is a hard news story about a horrific crime, and I bet uniformed police officers across the country think it’s worth a lot more than a “30-second soundbite.”

Good God, do you think with that brain, sir? In public?

“Isn’t much to blame Huckabee for?”Other than the fact that the killer was behind bars, and Huckabee let him go, sure. There isn’t much to blame old Huck for, that’s for sure. And, in case you forgot, the ads run against Huckabee would trash his judgement, and they would be damning and effective in that regard. Few elected officials ever make this kind of mistake and survive. This is what you call a career-killer. Professionals know it, and professionals act accordingly. Amateurs make blog comments.

Godspeed, Jason Tolbert. Your word means nothing and your loyalty is conditional, temporary, and fleeting, and subject to the blowing of the wind. Whoever you support is going to keep one eye on your twitchy hands and watch for any sign of faltering from now on, sir. You might as well go be a liberal. They’ll give you that touchy-feely stuff you need.

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  Another sordid tale of how the hired help screwed things up

I feel bad for the poor woman:

On the night of the Obamas' first state dinner, White House social secretary Desirée Rogers glided past the rope line of press and photographers at 6:53 p.m., pausing to boast, "We are very excited . . . everything looks great." Little did she know that the evening would end up tarnishing her vaunted reputation as an overachieving perfectionist.

Virginia socialites Michaele and Tareq Salahi managed to get past Secret Service, proceed into the dinner -- uninvited, the White House says -- and pose for pictures with VIP guests and shake hands with the president. Now questions have been raised over whether Rogers, whose office drew up the guest list, was so busy basking in the limelight that she failed to notice what was unfolding in the shadows.

On Thursday, a House committee wants answers from her about how this could happen. A key question: Was anyone from Rogers's office staffing the front gate? Even though Secret Service has accepted full responsibility for the security lapse, Rogers also has indicated that none of her staff was present when the Salahis arrived. As a result, her managerial style is under scrutiny. And her Hollywood persona, fairly or unfairly, could prove to be the most damning evidence of all.

Rogers -- the point person for the high-profile, high-security, high-stakes diplomatic gala for the Indian prime minister -- was dressed in a pale peach gown from the avant-garde Japanese design house Comme des Garcons. It was the sort of attention-getting dress, with its translucent sleeves and strands of pearls encased in layers of tulle, that proclaimed the wearer a fashion savant.

How does her managerial style come under scrutiny when D-list scrubs crash her event? Did the Secret Service allow in people who shouldn't have been there? Didn't their mistake allow two people to breach the security of the event and introduce the unknown?

The best organizers often accomplish great things and then see some rubes drop a rat in the punchbowl. How is it their fault, then, if they're not the ones who let the rubes in in the first place? I don't get that. How, then, was she "basking" in the limelight? Is this an example of that shoddy journalism that the Washington Post is cutting its teeth upon? Is this a made up fantasy? I automatically don't believe anything in the article now.

Rogers is the hired help, and she, no doubt, remembers that by attending to her duties when necessary. She's been at this a while. To write that she was stumbling around, fanning herself with glory, belies the image of a perfectionist who knows how to organize an event. Which is she, then?

I wrote about the Salahis here, here, and here on my other blog.

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danchoi says...


Những ngón tay dài và sắc lùa vào thân xác tôi như những con rắn gớm ghiếc mà tôi không thể nào cưỡng lại. Chúng cào xé tôi bằng những hơi thở nồng nặc mùi cồn. Tôi sợ hãi, run rẩy nhưng không đủ mạnh mẽ và tỉnh táo để thoát khỏi "bàn tiệc" của chúng

Đêm hôm ấy thật là một đêm hãi hùng mà có lẽ cả cuộc đời tôi nó là một ám ảnh mang tên kinh tởm. Tôi 22 tuổi mới ra trường và có việc làm ổn định. Tôi luôn hài lòng với cuộc sống này và vì thế lúc nào nhìn tôi cũng thật hạnh phúc với vui vẻ. Lối sống của tôi cũng thật thoáng đãng nhưng cũng không hề phóng túng.
Đối với tôi, chuyện sex là chuyện bình thường và nó cũng như bao thứ chuyện tất yếu có trong cuộc sống. Tôi không cực đoan với sex vì đó là bản năng của con người. Với người mình yêu thương và yêu thương mình thật lòng có xác định tương lai lâu dài thì chuyện ấy không phải là vấn đề quan trọng lắm
Người yêu tôi không ở Hà Nội, không quá giàu sang nhưng anh rất lãng mạn và nồng nàn. Anh luôn tạo cho tôi một cảm giác thật tươi vui và ấm áp. Chúng tôi yêu nhau từ khi chúng tôi mới học năm nhất đại học. Qua 4 năm với nhiều yêu thương lãng mạn, những lúc dỗi hờn nhưng chúng tôi vẫn bên nhau, chan hòa và càng hiểu thấu tâm tình của nhau nữa. Ba mẹ tôi luôn tự hào vì tôi có một cậu bạn trai hiền lành lại có học thức đàng hoàng, biết lễ nghĩa. Ba mẹ đã tính trước cho tôi và anh một đám cưới thật ấm êm.
Đặc biệt, gia đình anh ấy cũng quý tôi lắm. Nhà anh không có con gái nên khi thấy tôi về bố mẹ luôn yêu chiều tôi như con đẻ. Chúng tôi luôn mãn nguyện vì có một tình yêu thuận chèo mát mái.

Tôi đã vui vẻ nhận lời đi chơi với anh và những người bạn thân của anh!
Người yêu tôi không như các chàng trai khác, khi gần nhau anh cũng không hề đòi hỏi. Không phải vì tôi không hấp dẫn anh mà là vì anh luôn muốn giữ gìn cho tôi. Tuấn bảo: “Anh thích những cô gái đoan chính và hiện đại như em. Anh muốn khi cưới em anh sẽ được hưởng trọn thì con gái của em, Tâm ạ”.
Tôi hạnh phúc lắm và luôn sống trong nhung lụa của tình yêu và sự chiều chuộng của gia đình mình. Được sống và phấn đấu bằng sức lực, tài năng của chính bản thân mình cho công việc vì một ngày mai xán lạn làm tôi mỗi ngày một thành công hơn.
Nhưng ở đời không ai có thể đoán được chữ ngờ, cũng không ai biết được lòng người nông sâu. Yêu anh, tôi cũng chơi thân với nhóm bạn của anh. Họ chỉ gồm 3 người nhưng rất đoàn kết và tình cảm với nhau. Có người coi tôi là bạn thân, có người coi tôi là em gái, tôi thấy họ rất hiền và có ý chí nên cũng vui vẻ đón nhận những tình cảm họ trao cho mình.
Trước khi về quê một tuần, anh nói muốn thay đổi không khí vì ở trong nội đô khá bức bối, ngột ngạt. Hơn nữa, đã lâu rồi chúng tôi không có không gian thoáng đãng để hâm nóng tình yêu, vì nghĩ thế nên tôi đã đồng ý đi chơi với anh. Nhưng hôm đó, không chỉ có mình chúng tôi đi mà còn có thêm ba người bạn của anh nữa. Tôi hơi khựng lại thì anh bảo họ đi cùng cho vui, tôi đành gật đầu.
Chuyến đi dã ngoại ở Mai Châu làm tôi vô cùng hứng thú vì nơi đó chứa biết bao kỉ niệm tình yêu của hai đứa chúng tôi. Bao kỉ niệm ùa về, bao yêu thương đong đầy trong tôi và anh. Nhưng vì có những người bạn nên chúng tôi luôn biết kiềm chế cảm xúc.
Những kẻ đốn mạt ấy đã cố tình chuốc cho tôi say... để rồi cướp mất đời con gái của tôi.
Đêm hôm đó, cái đêm của định mệnh! Đêm của nước mắt tủi hổ, xót xa cho bản thân mình. Anh và mấy người bạn cùng ở phòng uống rượu. Tôi không thể từ chối mặc dù tôi đã nói là rất mệt. Nhưng vì anh nài nỉ nên tôi đã ngồi cùng anh. Từng tuần rượu chén chú chén anh đi qua. Tôi cũng không thể nằm ngoại lệ, dù không uống được tôi vẫn phải uống vì anh và bạn anh cố mời rất nhiệt tình.
Tôi uống, chén ban đầu tôi ngà ngà, định về thì anh giữ lại, chén thứ hai tôi bắt đầu khó chịu và chén thứ ba tiếp theo, tôi loạng choạng. Và rồi, tôi lờ mờ nhìn thấy từng ngón tay lạnh lùa vào da thịt tôi, lùa vào cổ tôi và cứ thế chúng đi sâu xuống. Trong cơn say, tôi vẫn nhìn thấy ánh mắt của bọn họ nhìn chòng chọc vào cơ thể tôi. Tôi không thể chạy được, ú ớ hét không thành tiếng và tôi không thể nào vùng vẫy để thoát khỏi nó. Cơ thể tôi như có những tảng đá sắc nhọn và nặng đè lên. Tôi chới với….
Tôi cảm thấy thân xác tôi trống trải. Rồi tôi cảm giác có rất nhiều ngón tay, rất nhiều tấm thân vạm vỡ nhưng khá quen thuộc đổ xuống thân xác tôi. Cảm giác đau đớn cứ thế trôi đi…
Mờ sáng, tôi tỉnh dậy với tấm thân hoen ố, không một mảnh vải che thân ngoài mảnh chăn mỏng hững hờ. Tôi ôm mặt khóc. Những khuôn mặt ảo ảnh kia, những thân hình quen thuộc lòe nhòe kia lại chính là bốn gã đàn ông mà rất yêu quý tôi sao? Nhất là anh, người mà tôi yêu lại trở nên tàn nhẫn với người mình yêu thế sao? Đau đớn. Nhục nhã. Ê chề. Tôi bước về phòng mình và xả nước xối xả để trôi đi những nhơ nhớp, gớm ghiếc của những gã đàn ông độc ác và tàn nhẫn đó.
Giờ đây, tôi cảm thấy rất đau đớn, tủi hổ và mất niềm tin ở cuộc sống này.
Tôi trở về với gia đình, về để tìm lại những vấn vương của tuổi thơ yêu dấu, của người thiếu nữ từng ôm mơ mộng theo gió mây… Nhưng rồi, tôi đau đớn nhận ra rằng mình đã đánh mất đi thứ quý giá nhất của người con gái, không chỉ cho riêng người mình yêu mà cho cả những gã bạn anh một bữa “no xôi chán chè”. Tôi sống trong cảm giác đau khổ, dằn vặt mỗi khi nhìn thấy ánh mắt hiền của mẹ, nụ cười đôn hậu của bố dành cho mình. Nếu như bố mẹ biết được sự thật ấy, liệu bố mẹ tôi sẽ ra sao? Chắc chắn họ sẽ thất vọng về tôi nhiều lắm… dù gì tôi cũng là một đứa con gái ngoan hiền, được sinh ra và giáo dục trong gia đình gia giáo… Vậy mà…
Và anh… sau chuyến đi chơi ấy thì anh cũng đã lặn mất tăm, không hề liên lạc với tôi thêm một lần nào nữa. Người đàn ông tôi từng yêu tha thiết ấy đang nghĩ gì? Liệu anh có phải là kẻ chủ mưu cho một cuộc chơi đốn mạt đó không?
Giờ đây, tôi cảm thấy rất đau đớn, tủi hổ và mất niềm tin ở cuộc sống này. Tôi sợ một ngày nào đó khi bố mẹ sẽ biết được sự thật… chắc chắn bố mẹ sẽ đau khổ lắm! Tôi không biết nên làm thế nào bây giờ cả… Thực sự, tôi rất tuyệt vọng!

Nguồn Bài Viết.

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The driveway of one of the homes in Florida owned by Tiger Woods

How is it that someone involved in a car crash that damaged property and sent someone to the Emergency Room can tell the cops to shove it three days in a row? I would have to say that this is just too bad for you, Johnny Law. You’ve finally met the one American who doesn’t have to answer your nosy questions and put up with your nonsense. Take a walk, Johnny Law, and don’t bother coming back to the property to ask your ridiculous questions.

The only reason why the police want to talk to Tiger Woods is because they want to know what happened:

Tiger Woods says the car crash that sent him to the hospital is his fault and has become embarrassing to him and his family, and for the third straight day canceled a meeting with state troopers.

Sgt. Kim Montes of the Florida Highway Patrol said Woods’ lawyer did not reschedule the meeting.

In a statement posted Sunday on his Web site about an hour before he was meet with troopers, Woods says his wife, Elin, acted “courageously” when she saw that he was hurt. He says any other assertion is “absolutely false.”

Woods says he understands there is curiosity about the accident. He says the “malicious” rumors circulating about him and his family are irresponsible.

The world’s No. 1 golfer says he has cuts and bruising and is “pretty sore.”

Woods and his wife were expected to talk to police for the first time Sunday, breaking a two-day silence that has only fueled speculation about his early morning accident, why he left the house at that hour, where he was going and whether an argument preceded the crash.

Montes said FHP investigations into minor collisions don’t normally drag on for days, but this isn’t the first time that one has stretched on.

“It’s unusual, but I will say it’s happened before,” Montes said Sunday. “This is not the first time that we’ve gone back to get a statement from a driver. … We try and give the driver every opportunity to tell us their side of the story before we complete our investigation.”

She has said Woods is not required to give a statement, only his driver’s license, insurance and registration of the SUV, which was towed to a private yard with damage to the front and both back-seat windows broken.

Give me a break. The favoritism being granted here is blatantly obvious to anyone with a sense of fairness. If Tiger Woods just happened to be anyone else, and yes, there’s a racial subtext here that makes the debate ugly on purpose, so I won’t go there, the cops would have carried him out of his home in handcuffs, bloody lump on his head, optional. People in this country are arrested and taken to jail every day for a whole lot less than destroying property in the middle of the night after failing to negotiate something as difficult as a driveway (the one pictured above probably isn’t the one, but still). Contrast this with how Dr. Henry Louis Gates Jr. was treated and then get back to me on how the cops in that particular part of Florida aren’t walking around on their knees, ready to do the bidding of the wealthy. Whoops, I went there. Well, let me say this—if this was Jack Nicklaus or John Daly, I would feel exactly the same way. Race shouldn’t matter, but, because of all that has happened in this country, it does matter. Too bad we can’t subtract it from this story entirely.

Tiger Woods is in trouble, but the law won’t catch up to him, thanks to his money. Remember that the next time someone lectures you about how we’re all equal in the eyes of the law.

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I don't know what else to add. The Salahis may very well be supporters of President Obama. Too bad their quest for fame and for status have inadvertently cheapened the office of the presidency. Too bad their actions have exposed a glaring fault in the way that the Secret Service is protecting the President. I don't think anyone--anyone--could have gotten this close to President Bush by lying their way or bluffing their way past a Secret Service check point. And then to stand there, and shake his hand, while he stands next to another head of state?

Where is your shame, ma'am? Where is your sense of personal shame and responsibility? Do you have no idea what you did? Are you that irresponsible and childish and caught up in yourself that you can't think past your own cloying attempt at getting on a television show or elevating your status in the rarified air of D-list Washington D.C. celebrity?

What makes this different is that it happened at the White House. At a political function elsewhere in the country? Still not good, but that places the story in a slightly different context. This was a state dinner where an important ally, India, was feted. And how do you think they feel, given the past year of heightened anxiety in India after the Mumbai attacks, to see that these cheap, unsavory people were able to get this close to the President and their Prime Minister?

This was a stunt gone awry, and it happened because of a sickening quest for fame and attention and status. If I were the President, I would wonder what the hell is going on with the Secret Service. I would expect people to be fired or disciplined here. I don't think a reasonable American would conclude that this was a harmless gatecrashing prank or something funny. I think this was a very serious breach of security, happening at a very tense time in American history.

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