Tillinghast on Talking Too Much

As I prepped for the 2019 PGA Championship at Bethpage Black, I came across something from one of Bethpage’s original creators, golf architect A.W. Tillinghast. He was asked to rank the best courses in California, of which he had built many, but he declined.

With thanks I must regretfully decline this opportunity to lead with my chin. Although I have formed conclusions I would consider it extremely bad taste for one, so long associated with course designing and construction in the East, to make any comparisons. 


But here’s the money quote.

As I grow older I appreciate the fact that for general publication there are some questions that need a whole lot of letting alone.”


How often would I be helped by adhering to the idea that “there are some questions that need a whole lot of letting alone”? The answer: very often.

On Friends

I recently read this post on the movie Tolkien, and while the entirety of the post was about fellowship, the part that caught my heart was about friendship. It was this beautiful introduction to what the actual piece was about.

The film keenly observes the specific circumstantial alchemy that gave rise to the languages, landscapes, and longings of Middle Earth. But it also observes the general human need for kindred spirits, comrades-in-arms, cohorts to spur passion and purpose, friends to live and love and die alongside.


On the Socioeconomics of Social Media

I thought this on the future of social media and how we might differentiate socioeconomically was so fascinating.

Odell believes that this sort of change will nonetheless reverberate, that it will revive support for noncommercial public spaces that benefit everyone. “If you can afford to pay a different kind of attention, you should,” she writes.

Newport quotes the comedian Bill Maher, who, two years ago, on his HBO show “Real Time,” said, “Checking your likes is the new smoking.” In the past year, both Twitter and Facebook have faced waves of bad press. For all its current ubiquity, social media might someday occupy a status akin to cigarettes, which are peddled as a pleasure and a relief to the lower classes but which élite Americans largely attempt to avoid. [New Yorker]

Maybe Mike Gundy was right.