This modest craft used to belong to a still famous golfer. Not bad, eh, considering his road to being incredibly rich was paved with small holes in the ground into which he was able to put a small, white ball with relatively few strokes. Inside the yacht is the ultimate in luxury, the best that unlimited money can buy. Note the two babies which the mother ship has had. Very few people in the world could even afford those!
Now hitting a small white ball into a small hole in the ground with few strokes may be the envy of some but I have always considered it to be the ultimate act of futility especially when one considers activities such as medical research, brain surgery, the writing of famous novels and plays, sculpture, the painting of art works, caring for the poor, trying to have euthanasia legalised, trying to bring peace to the Israelis and Palestinians, etc.
But in our materialistic world, because of television and advertising, golf has become a thing of enormous importance and its leading practitioners are household names (the same applies to a few players of tennis, soccer, baseball, etc,) while those who genuinely assist the welfare and progress of the human race remain largely unknown.
It's a question of relativity I guess! Could it be that values in our society are dangerously skewed and that we worship and pay tribute to largely superficial, worthless gods?