Like the unfortunate "custodians" list, I nearly resent, but ultimately dismiss these cultural investigations with a wave. The essential differences between a "golf" club and "country" club were understood (prolly by you too) before I joined this forum, before it was created in fact.
I didn't know about William Flynn, nor the diversity and history of Template designs and their designers; I didn't know about or view many many fine courses around the globe, or learn more about the ones in my own backyard. I didn't know too much about the meld of golf tech advancing as fast as tech does in information data, to the consternation of both my absorption of elite golf and classically-held architecture...
But I knew the difference between a country club meant for broad recreation and gracious luxury for many types, and a golf club focused on the play of golf and little else.
There is no common cultural ideal on anything (I mean can't the last 4-4000 years tell you that?); it doesn't exist anywhere. My ideal of a golf culture is unrealistic for both me and probably you....and it has nothing, zero, to do with the architecture, maintenance of design, restoration of design and how the course presents amusing and lively golf. Maybe on its ornaments and utility flesh, but very little that is in the bones.
The amusement I had, and CBM (imo) wanted me to have, deciding to putt a 45 yard approach to a green at NGLA, has nothing to do with which way my hat is turned or if I'm going to check my text messages when I get back to the cart, or really if my shirt is tucked in or if my shorts have cargo pockets on the outside. None of those things matter to the architecture. Furthermore, even if his unrealistic ideals would deem me not "worthy" to play his design for those faults/violations, he didn't live and design when I had to live and play... headgear was different then, there were no cellular phones, you weren't even allowed to wear shorts, which were like pajamas I suppose to... female persons could not vote. (If this was a sonnet, you would identify that as the "volta"...but this isn't a sonnet.)
It's like beholding a FLWright edifice and wondering where its historical owners position the key ring by the front door... or insinuating that because the designer of that same home deemed that the hearth should be the center of a home, when you, 50 years later, decide that's where you wish to watch TV (and others tend to stay away, unless they like what you're watching), you are denigrating the culture of that home, that design.
I promise you, you will like playing a fine, well-designed course, a custodian or not, hats over crotches, even if they are blaring a different hair metal band on a crackly PA at every green. Actually, that might enhance your memory of a great golf place.