By Robert C. Koehler
Read the tabs — watch the tube — if you want to know how a society that has lost its religiosity can still engage with the deities. The eerily appropriate term “celebrity worship” is evidence of the extent to which we’ve improved on Greek culture: We’ve invented disposable gods.
Tiger, Tiger . . .
I take our media obsession with Tiger Woods far more seriously than I do the specifics I’ve so far managed to learn, against my will, on the status of his marriage, facial injuries and mistress count. And the sad thing isn’t the lonely get-a-lifers who eagerly consume the gossip and titillation, but the industry that feeds them, that creates the pseudo-immortality of fame in the first place.