Golfers and I have become antagonists. The problem is the golf course setting. It's simply ideal for running, as well as that silly Scottish concoction spawned from an exorbitant amount of free time. See, when the golf course implanting committee met and decided to place a golf course near the school where I've run for many years I was not present. I would have voted no, assuming only golf would be allowed. I don't care that this piece of land has been sanctioned for golfers alone - I've always run there.

It's a little like the problem of government. How to enforce legislation enacted by representatives but not approved by all of those represented? There are always dissenters, and I am such a dissenter in this case. In my opinion, I'm not causing any kind of decrease that is greater in magnitude than the increase in my own happiness resulting from golf course use. And I have no moral qualms with such use, though "not allowed." You should always follow your own government first and foremost. So the next time some Polo-wearing, Khaki-clad asshole yells at me for running on the golf course I'll just speed up as I have always done, and ignore him. Golf carts really aren't that fast.