Earlier this week, local news reports told of a suspended country club member who'd pulled up in his vintage red Ferrari and fired six bullets through the front door.
Driving a Ferrari on Minneapolis streets last Monday is not just drunken behavior — it's crazier than riding a bike up and down the Greenway at 8 pm trailing dollar bills. And it fits quite satisfyingly into a stereotypical story about rich drunk bully shooting up a snooty country club.
Here's why I'm not laughing.
The Southwest Journal even published a scary-looking booking photo.
I don't know any more than I read, but there are details surrounding the story, beyond the Ferrari and the recent erratic behavior, that suggest something more than a country club member with a drinking problem.
Mr. Rice was a middling golfer who only posted two or three rounds a year since 2002. Was he careless about maintaining his handicap, or had his love of the game cooled? This account makes it seem like golf was once an important pastime.
Rice was hit by truck on the way home and received life-threatening injuries, including a lacerated liver. After receiving emergency treatment at Hennepin County Hospital, he became a donor and board member of the hospital's medical foundation. His photo on the current board of directors page seems to portray a different man.
I don't know Rice or how long ago the accident occurred, but I hope he sees his doctor as well as his lawyer.