On one level I am baffled about the fury unleashed on Tiger Woods. His problems are the ultimate private family matter. Unlike a reality show contestant he actually has a talent that people admire. Still, in the marketplace you sell image, and so I can also understand why his sponsors do not want to use him to present their products. Best to stay with Paris Hilton as image representative or something.

And, yet, nothing explains fully to me the fascination and anger at Tiger Wood’s failings as a husband and father.

I think at the heart of the fury is a hypocrisy about VIP privilege that Las Vegas thrives from. Certainly Woods was too famous to lie about his marital status. Married men in the VIP sections of Vegas nightclubs are not going there to find some soul tearing Hester Prynne love of your life chemistry; that is not the script for bottle service encounters between older, married VIPs and a young nightclub nubile. This situation is not Hawthorne, but screams Mel Brooks: “It’s good to be the king.”

And, that is what gets at people; Tiger Woods can get away with outrageous failings on a level that few would ever get the opportunity to reach. Of course,  he is now paying a price few will ever have to go through for their non-criminal failings.  How many married men have women tossing themselves at them every place they go?  Less than you would think.  And, yet Vegas, on some level, sells the fantasy to people that anything can happen here. Vegas is the place where an old married guy is just what a hot young girl on the Strip is looking to find. Of course, none of that is true. Vegas is all about getting what you pay for and no more. And, the reality is that the woman sitting (usually, with her cute friend) looking at you in the bar is not looking for an evening of abandon with no questions asked but rather trying to earn her living.

Tiger Woods found what he wanted in Vegas; and you can be sure the ladies who found him here were pleased to do so. His family are the only  victims. When you are a famous guy in Vegas, no one reaches you physically in anyway, without two way consent. All the adults involved knew the score. That includes Tiger Woods.

So, in the end, Woods, apparently, flaunted his celebrity here, there and everywhere to gain privileges that people would like to think they would decline, especially if they had all Woods was given in terms of talent, success and family. But would they? If that were true, would there be a Las Vegas at all?  Why were so many, spending so much, for so long at Vegas nightclubs?  Do guys really love to dance that much? And, what do men really dream of finding when they wander into a Vegas nightclub in female free groups, to pay huge fees and tips for VIP seating? Inevitably, women from the dance floor are invited to join the table.  And, in Vegas nightclubs the dance floor near the VIP tables is almost an audition for such invitations.

And, then there are the topless clubs of Vegas that never seem short of men in wedding rings.

Yeah, there is some hypocrisy here. The public torturing of Tiger Woods continues. (Photo: Sarah Gerke)