If you golf, that's fine for you. You're part of a shrinking American population. I hope you enjoy it - my older brother sure used to - and I hope you're not one of the Plutocrats I'll be mentioning later this weekend, who use the past-time to further their good-ole-boy machinations.
I know where we can build housing for the homeless: golf courses. Perfect: golf courses. Just what we need: plenty of good land in nice neighborhoods, land that is currently being wasted on a meaningless, mindless activity engaged in primarily by white, well-to-do male businessmen who use the game to get together to make deals to carve this country up a little finer among themselves.
I am getting tired, really getting tired of these golfing c*cks*ckers in their green pants and their yellow pants and their orange pants, and their precious little hats and their cute little golf carts.
It is time to reclaim the golf courses from the wealthy and turn them over to the homeless. Golf is an arrogant, elitist game and it takes up entirely too much room in this country.
It is an arrogant on its very design alone. Just the design of the game speaks of arrogance. Think of how big a golf course is. The ball is that f*cking big! What do these pin-headed pr*cks need with all that land? There are 17,000 golf courses in America. They average over 150 acres a piece. That’s 3 million-plus acres; 4,820 square miles. You could build two Rhode Islands and a Delaware for the homeless on the land currently being wasted on this meaningless, mindless, arrogant, elitist, racist — there’s another thing: the only blacks you’ll find in country clubs are carrying trays — and a boring game. Boring game for boring people. Have you ever watched golf on television? It’s like watching flies F*ck.
And a mindless game, mindless. Think of the intellect it must take to draw pleasure from this activity: hitting a ball with a crooked stick, and then walking after it! And then hitting it again! I say, “Pick it up A**h*le, you’re lucky you found the f*cking thing. Put it in your pocket and go home, you’re a winner. You’re a winner — you found it!”
No, no chance of that happening. “Dorko” in the plaid knickers is going to hit it again and walk some more. Let these rich cocksuckers play miniature golf. Let him f*ck with a windmill for an hour and a half or so, see if there’s really any skill among these people.
I know there are some people who play golf who don’t consider themselves rich. F*ck ‘em! And shame on them for engaging in an arrogant, elitist past time.
1 year ago