Personally, I am not against gambling. If you want to throw your money away in an endeavor that guarantees that eventually you WILL lose, go for it. I love to see people destroy themselves in astoundingly stupid ways. I'm a big fan of the Darwin Awards. While I have sympathy for the families and loved ones who end up being adversely affected by the nasty by-products of gambling addiction, the small part of me that has a libertarian streak pretty much dictates that people have to exercise personal responsibility and restraint, although the realist in me knows that's not going to happen. However, there is a reason that casinos are designed and managed the way they are, and that is to instill a sensory overload and a sense of detachment from the real world that causes its patrons to lose all track of time, and also their inhibitions. People who go to slots parlors will exhibit strange behavior not usually seen in normal life. They'll stand in front of a machine for hours on end swearing on a stack of Bibles that 'this is the one' that will pay off the big score. They believe that just by looking they can tell that a specific machine is either 'loose or tight' even though each slots machine is set up exactly the same. They will stake out 'their' machine and protect it with all the ferocity of a mama bear protecting its cubs. They'll play three and four machines at a time, moving from one to the other as their psychic abilities tell them which slots are due. They will exhibit every emotion in the human condition whilst playing, and ultimately, they will go home hours later wallets and purses lighter, but buzzing from the high of taking risks, and putting it all on the line, or a few dollars at least.