I don’t get it.
I mean, I understand the great shows like Cirque Du Soleil. But those could have been staged in other destination cities. And I have to admit I probably wouldn’t fly here just to see the shows. But I was assigned to teach a class here, so here I be.
I took the shuttle down to the strip last night to look it over and I wasn’t impressed. I walked through three major casinos in my search for dinner and all I saw was people trying to beat out other people. There’s a sense of desperation here that’s palpable. And the façade at each such establishment (one’s supposedly Arthurian and another ancient Egyptian, and so on) is so thin that they don’t event bother to pretend to establish and maintain a theme at more than a surface level.
The airport is conveniently proximate to the casinos, so that the minimum time is spent getting from the airplane to the gambling. Even the bandits in the airport were doing big business. Seems like people can’t wait to start throwing their money down the maw.
It’s just a way of dressing up theft, to my mind. Except of course, it isn’t. Theft, that is. These people volunteer to donate their money to this fake city that shouldn’t even exist.
I don’t get it.
Weird thing, when my sister had training there, I went with her to be with her daughter during the day. Each night the news was all about people who murdered each other that day. More people kill each other in Vegas each day than in our county in a year.
ReplyDeleteThen, couldn't take my niece anywhere because every bus, taxi, billboard, sign and 12 newspaper stands on each corner was full of T & A, if you know what I mean.
You can buy houses and property cheap in Vegas, but probably can in Hell, too!