How on Earth did we miss it?
With all the reporters, sportswriters, paparazzi and celebrity chroniclers chasing after the world's top golfer, how did Tiger Woods keep his extracurricular activities secret for so long?
All those party girls and nightclub hostesses, who now appear starved for attention, and yet no tabloid got wind of the fact that Woods was scoring away from the links, again and again?
The episode exposes the dark secret of the boldface-names beat: It's a shared illusion, perpetrated by the media-industrial complex. We don't really know these people who are cloaked in the mantle of fame, despite their ubiquity on our front pages and television screens and laptops.
When Woods was driven to the sidelines by the relentless coverage of his tawdry affairs, the multiple mistresses seemed utterly at odds with his squeaky-clean image. But that image was a carefully crafted construct, since journalists -- and everyone else -- had little access to the player he truly was. He is a man with the extraordinary ability to hit a white ball into a little hole, but beyond that, we were all had.