Sean,
Then what is the point of mandating that Mr. Six Pack be provided access to these clubs? I'm aware there are those who run around the U.K. and Ireland at flank speed trying to obtain as many notches on their golf bags as possible, but on that side of the pond lending your daughter for the leisure and pleasure of rich visitors to subsidize your club coffers is commonplace.
If there is little difference between the great and "lesser great" - then it follows that we may as well send over the pretty redhead barmaid instead of Angie Everhart. If a very good BV vino is indistinguishable to the the uneducated pallet from a 2005 Silver Oak Cabernet, why pop the cork on Bingo Night?
"Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you." - Mathew 7:6
Pretty soon, there will be cigarette butts and stray Budweiser cans strewn all over the putting surfaces. Unrepaired ball marks, divots everywhere, lost Top-Flites in the rough like range balls . . . . . where does it end? How soon before there is a beverage cart at Merion?
T'is a slippery slope laddie. Father forgive them, for they know not what they do . . . . .