Originally published at: https://boingboing.net/2020/05/13/new-rules-for-las-vegas-casino.html
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If I wanted my casino getaway experience to be a constant depressing reminder of the grim spectre of death I’d just go to Laughlin.
Okay, but what are the new rules?
Heh. You beat me to it.
My first visit to Vegas was in 1974. It seemed a pretty grim and joyless place even then.
I was thinking a few days ago that now, everyone in LV is screwed except the hookers. And they’re really taking it in the butt.
Once Star Trek: The Experience shut down, Las Vegas was dead to me.
Will wearing masks make it harder for card players to ‘read’ each other?
It’ll all be in the eyes.
** squints aggressively **
America is a nation built on addiction. Addictive substances, addictive behaviors.
Covid has made a lot of these substances and behaviors a lot less fun, but the underlying addictions haven’t gone anywhere. I expect the hardcore gamblers will still come out to get their fix, and capitalism will just have to discover a new equilibrium point to efficiently fleecing the remaining sheep.
Bottom line, Las Vegas doesn’t make or do anything that the rest of the country really needs, so it’ll among the first to shut down for good.
Runs away and hides
Hey, the stock market never closed. That’s the most hardcore gambling around.
The next “Ocean’s …” (what are they up to now - 24? 38?) and the next “Hangover …” are going to be a tad less amusing.
It was always a bit incongruous to have an attraction based on a utopian post-capitalist society in the middle of one of the world’s flashiest monuments to material wealth.
My first visit to Vegas was in the 70s, I was probably 13 or 14 at the time, and we passed through in the middle of the day. We started down the Strip, which in the daylight had a particularly shabby look about it. My dad got tired of the start/stop traffic that was (and still is) a feature of downtown Vegas, so he cut over to the next block. It’s changed pretty radically since way back then, but it appeared we’d left Vegas for a trailer park. Sad AND creepy, all in one place.
Then my wife and I decided to spend a long weekend in Vegas back in 2011, and wrote about it here. Enjoy.
Yep. Go ahead and gamble on the stock market, where the stakes are everyone else’s retirement funds.
No kidding! But since the centerpiece of the attraction was Quark’s Bar, (run by a real, live Ferengi!) it made at least some sense.
well, yes and no.
It’s a decent jumping off point for desert hiking. You start in Vegas and everything gets better and better until you reach the trailhead. The return though just gets grimmer and bleaker the closer you get to Vegas until you wish you picked another way home.