When someone makes a public gaffe, or is caught doing something he or she should not, that person is thrust into a no-win situation. Say nothing and get assailed for not apologizing. Apologize and the apology is never inclusive enough. There is always someone waiting in line for his or her redress.
When Woods is finished apologizing to women and porn stars, I’d like him to apologize to husbands like me who have never meandered in the marital sense, because he might have planted a seed of doubt in the minds of our wives.
Perhaps I’m looking at this all wrong. Apologizing looks as though it has the makings of a crackerjack hobby — something one can do to while away the hours when one needs some down time.
We could all take a personal day once a month and see how many apologies we can offer to how many people. For a certain number of requitals one gets a free cup of coffee. Make the rounds to all special interest groups and earn points to be used at hotels. Universities could offer doctoral programs in exculpation and quittance.
Some may feel as though I am making the amends process trivial, but I’m sorry to say that has already happened.
Jim Osterman lives in Sandy Springs.