Patrick:
I was just reading your post #80. Have you even remotely noticed recently, or perhaps for some years now, that your posts are generally very similar to that Post #80, wherein the words, if looked at individually seem fairly understandable, and amazingly even taken together, may seem passably cogent, but on closer or close analysis mean virtually nothing?
I know you Patrick, and you're a good guy, probably a smart guy, or at least you once were, and probably before falling into the easily debauchering and mind-addling Neroesque habits of chasing nubile young skirts around fancy hotel swimming pools on the Platinum coast of Southeast Florida at your age, and some such.
The only other explanation for your bizarre and unintelligable posts is that you have not yet divorced yourself enough from the Troglodytically low and muddled ideas and positions of Tom MacWood on here.
You meet me within the next month or so to the right of the 7th green at NGLA Patrick, as we did once before (and I think with that strange man Bahto in tow) and we will breath deeply for fifteen minutes or so, and then, once again, I will show you and teach you the theory and spirituality of truly sublime golf architectural concept and actuality, as I once did. It seems your worldly weaknesses have corrupted you in the twixt and the twain, but I can purify you again, as I did once before.