Friday, June 20, 2008
The Great American Con
I just spent 4 days in Las Vegas- and I’ll be back next week for work. Every time I fly into Vegas I’m amazed: not by number of 40 something women who have raided their teenager's closet (leapord leggings are never appropreate, especially if you're pushing 50) nor by the fact that they make bootie shorts and tube tops in XXL, but in that thousands of people flock to this city in 110 degree weather, ready to throw their money at an industry that gives you nothing in return.
Vegas is synonymous with gluttony. Indulge yourself in Vegas while Vegas empties your wallet. Vegas plays upon human’s basest instincts, utilizing carnal greed and desire to separate you from your retirement fund. Americans can’t get enough.
Looking at the casinos is it really that challenging to figure out who’s winning?
Vegas is the great American Con. It's convinced people to visit the middle of the desert, take their money, and leave with nothing more than an STD- and yet they keep coming back for more.
Sadly, I spend a good portion of time in this city, luckily- I’m far too greedy to gamble.