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Casino – Money Doesnt Play In Atlantic City
June 10th, 2009
When I first went to Vegas in the 1960s, it was a free-and-easy town. The casinos, as a rule, were small and friendly. The $100 chip was usually the top denomination in play at the tables, so it was standard procedure for a player to have a wooden rack close at hand to keep his chips in. A player could walk over to a blackjack table, drop greenbacks on the felt, and tell the dealer, “Money plays.” When the player won, he would pick up his bills, put them in his pocket and gamble with the chips he won.
Not in Atlantic City, pal! The first time I placed my greenbacks on the table for a bet, the dealer swiftly gathered them up and zipped them into the drop box, exchanging my money for chips.
Annoyed, I wrote it off as petty bullshit. But as time went by, it dawned on me how clever and sophisticated the marketing geniuses in the casino front offices had become. Now follow me on this: When you play for money, real greenback folding money, you’re more aware, more cautious. You’re looking down on cash you made by the sweat of your brow. But once the dealer exchanges it for the casino’s multicolored chips, it suddenly ceases to be “real” money. Now you’re playing with play money.
If you stand back a little and put it all in perspective, the pieces fit neatly into place. The player (read that as “patsy”) is in a controlled atmosphere where Father Time is an absentee dad. A place with no windows and no clocks, a place where low, soothing lights and music in the background puts the player in a perpetual Twilight Zone. Like Pinocchio on Pleasure Island, he is a kid again, able to have all his whims satisfied: free cigarettes and drinks served by half-naked Playboy centerfold-type waitresses at his beck-and-call (you never see a guy serving drinks). bet on football
As for the chips, he often bets them without restraint. And why not? They’re “only” chips, not the real money he barters in a work-a-day world. The dealers help feed the myth of make-believe for the player with their unique terminology: You’re not betting $25— you’re betting “a quarter.” You’re not betting five real dollars— you’re betting “a nickel.” You can begin to see how easy it is for the casino to lull the player into losing a sense of reality.
If you think all this is just applesauce, just think back on the times you were flying high at the table, a fortune in the casino’s chips in front of you. A shoe or two later—wham!—the tide turned in the casino’s favor, as it eventually always does, and you were soon tapped out.
If you weren’t so zonked and brainwashed by the casino’s controlled environment, you probably would have grabbed your chips while the going was good and headed directly to the cashier’s cage.
I know of what I write. I was the patsy too many times in the situations discussed above. Oh, how many times I had it, but greed consumed me and I stuck around for “just one more shoe.” And, dammit, how many times I lost it all!
So don’t be an ass like I used to be. Don’t get lured into the “casino trance,” where you lose track of your table/casino goal and get swallowed up in Pinocchio’s Pleasure Island syndrome. When you reach your predetermined goal, run out of the casino with your winnings. Don’t join me and Pinocchio in the donkey house.
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June 9th, 2009
Though normally a casino owner will do just about anything in the world to coax a whale into his casino, MGM Grand owner Kirk Kerkorian flew a personal representative to Australia just to tell Packer face-to-face that his business was no longer welcome at the MGM Grand. Casino old-timers say this is the first time in living memory anything like this ever happened.
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The highest-stakes game I ever witnessed was a chemin de fer session in 1964 at Crockford's Casino in London, with auto magnate Henry Ford II, movie producer Otto Preminger, and an Arab sheik at the table. London chips get bigger as their value increases, and the chips I saw going back and forth across the table were HUGE.
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Only one time in all my casino cruising have I ever seen a craps table run out of chips. It was in the 1960s at the Sands. The table was elbow-to-elbow with High Rollers, all from Providence, Rhode Island. The table minimum was $100, a rarity in the 1960s.
Lady Luck really smiled on the enthusiastic Rhode Islanders as the black chips rapidly disappeared from in front of the boxmen, streaming across the table to the red-hot Providence crowd. To my astonishment, security men suddenly showed up with a rolling table, piled high with racks of the old, discontinued black chips of the 1950s—the cute ones with the smiling cowgirl and the logo, 'Gome As You Are." It was nice seeing them again.
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