Put me down with Dr. V.
I'll just say no, thankyou.
Please break this down for me, I may have missed something. What happened to PBGL that it went from a legendary ~$20 a round in the 1960s to today's price? OK, the Japanese guy bought it with the rest of the pennisula for something like a billion $$$, right. Then he sold the kit and kaboodle to the Eastwood, Uberoth, et al syndicate for a big loss, right or wrong. They built a new #5, built a seawall... and tweaked a few tees and greens, right? At what price do they break even? Where does the profit begin? How much of $500 is profit and who gets that profit?
I'd like to see a statistic for who pays the full freight directly out of their very own pocket. What % of people get comp'd in some manner for any or all of the green fee there? How many have shareholders or consumers of their companies product actually paying at the end of the money chain?
To go along with Bill V.'s point further, I recently walked right up to the Bandon Resort pro shop at 3Pm and asked if they had any kind of twilight rate after a certain hour. I was told all three courses were open, I could tee off anytime, full freight for spring shoulder season $200. As much as I want to see TD and C&C's work there, I said, NO. I'm not paying that kind of dough for an early season round, wouldn't likely play well, alone, and basically just for the reason to say I did it. About $200 might be in my rational range, under very special circumstances. Not $500 ever. Mike Keiser don't need my $200, and I don't care to fork it over. I went down to walk the Bandon State beach for free for a couple hours, hit a ball into the ocean from the parking lot, ate some good seafood in town and said hasta la vista to Bandon baby.
I really believe too many things in this country and society in general are out of bounds of rationality or perspective, IMHO. But, we all have our price break point VS what we may think is once in a lifetime. For me, my once in a lifetime anything can't cost $100+ an hour with the prospect of leaving me unfullfilled.