Adam,
OMFG, I can hear Paddy Hamner's ghost, clanking his chains clear across the pond. You damned limeys and pipe bowers are supposed be upholding tradition, not surrendering like the French Army to a lesbian with a pea shooter. Pretty soon Muirfield will be serving gin fizzes with an umbrella.
Why don't you Brits just get it the f*ck over with and replace the Union Jack with a pair of lace panties and a pink parasol?
Be warned, the Olympic Club was never the same again after the Men's Grill contracted incurable vaginal fungus. It started with City Attorney Louise Renne (imagine Hillary Clinton in perpetual PMS) trying to ramrod her way into the Bohemian Club - but, finding her broomstick was not sharp enough to penetrate the sphincter of the big boys - decided to embarrass the Olympic Club before and during the 1987 Open.
Never mind that Louise and her husband were members of S.F.G.C. - a club at the time with no blacks, Jews and certainly no Armenians - but (surprise. . . . .), having less than 400 members exempts them from non-discrimination statues. It remains so today.
Convenient timing as she was also running for mayor, dontcha think? Imagine that, a hypocritical attorney misusing a bizarre interpretation of the law for her own gain . . . . . . .
Sometimes guys want to be with other guys - and not have to watch our manners and language, or observe every single chickenshit nicety because women are born offended. I think the goal of all these insane media liberals is to turn the world into some kind of twisted experiment in androgyny. They already treat little boys in school like defective girls, so I guess this is kind of horseshit is inevitable.