A-hole of the year nominee right here in Napa

This story by Mike Treleven appeared in the May 28, 2009 edition of the Napa Valley Regster...
"Napa County jail is a far cry from the honeymoon suite at a tony wine country inn and spa.

On Tuesday around  5 p.m., Napa County Sheriff’s deputies responded to a call of a fight behind the Villagio Inn & Spa in Yountville.
A woman told deputies that she suffered a cut lip and bruising on her face in a fight with Sean Morris, 27, of Sarasota, Fla. Morris was booked into the Napa jail on suspicion of felony domestic battery. The couple was visiting the Napa Valley on their honeymoon and had gotten married here on Saturday, according to the sheriff’s department."
OK. Let's first clarify that there's nothing humorous about male on female violence. Or female on male violence. Or violence, period. That said...
WTF? Dude, you have JUST been married. You have spent a fair piece of coin to have your honeymoon in Napa Valley. You have probably been enjoying some of the best scenery, food, wine, and (logically) sex you've ever had, because you are on your HONEYMOON. And now it seems like a good time to smack your woman in the face?? Wow, wow, wow. What happened, did she flirt with the spa attendant? Did she question your manhood in some way? Or did she really do nothing at all, but you are just an angry drunk and you like to intimidate women? Unbelievable. You hit your newlywed wife in the face on your HONEYMOON! I am sure I am the first the bring this up, but this may not be a relationship that is built to last. OK, I am sure there have been more than a few couples who have actually had a fight during their honeymooon. But by "fight" I mean an argument, not a punch out. 
I am at the "just got to shake my head in disbelief" stage on this one. 

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