Although this article leaves the reader with the sense of an agenda against its subject, the former heavyweight boxer and pigeon fancier Mike Tyson, namely that he’s up to no good in asking for sympathy with regard to his past misdemeanours and his current confused self, it’s a slickly-written piece of coverage of why an enigmatic ex-con is fronting a frankly daffy business venture from the get-go.
Yes, this could be the beginning of a magical and inventive breakthrough in offering leisure holidays with spliffs at their centre or, indeed, it may end up being all smoke and mirrors, a holiday park bereft of true novelty borne out of an end to prohibited narcotics in certain US states.
Given that Evander Holyfield goes from one reality TV dancing competition to the next whilst Riddick Bowe was ready to try his hand at professional wrestling in a small town in North-western England, it seems a little unnecessary to attempt to haul Tyson over the coals for trying to earn a little green.
