First of all, one of my New Year's Resolutions was to not do this.
I'm not good with math, most of you know this. I'm even terrible at odds. Odds vex me. They have no meaning, what so ever.
Oh yeah, I understand the odds of me getting struck by lightning are high. I understand the odds of me winning the Powerball Lottery are probably even higher, but since my husband picked the numbers, we buy one anyway......every time they draw for it.
It's been nearly 20 years since I was at a race track, a horse race track. I got all caught up in the action, but really didn't understand it. Mother, on the other hand, liked to gamble and betting on the horses was fun to her. "You have to play the odds.", they said, well you could have said it in pig-Latin and it would have made just as much sense to me.
Nope, I don't understand odds.
But.....the great state that I, and many other people live in, seem to think that yet another casino is the way to go for more revenue. Sigh...I beg to differ once again.
When I was at the horse race track, many years ago, one thing I noticed was the people who were betting. I didn't know any of them, but, when you see someone crying because they just lost their entire week's paycheck on a horse race, it didn't matter. The truth of the matter was, they couldn't afford to be betting in the first place. The sad part of the matter was, there wasn't any big win for the groceries or the rent.
I realize that not everybody who bets, can't afford to, some can. Some are very good at it, they understand the odds. But I also realize that there are a whole bunch of people who shouldn't bet....me included. Why? Because we can't afford to. Plain and simple.
Why the state would want to implement more gambling is beyond me. But then again, why they would want to pay over $7000 to fly a boat load of prairie chickens to Illinois is beyond me too. Guess, the odds are in favor of the feathers.
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