More on Gambling

If you read yesterday’s post on “Britain’s Gambling Epidemic,” you saw that my fellow blogger, Ajoobacats, a medical doctor living in Britain, was really, really mad at me for posting that article, based as it was on information from newspaper articles in The Daily Mail and The Times. I won’t put words in her mouth: you can read her comments for yourself.

But let me say this.

I was a newspaper editor when they introduced a state lottery and then legalized casino gambling here in New Jersey, back in the 1970s. I was there. I covered it. I saw it.

The immediate effect of this was to entice millions of people into gambling who otherwise wouldn’t have been gambling. I remember the pair of schoolteachers who blew their whole life savings on lottery tickets–something like $20,000, at least. They made a huge fuss, and wound up having a face-to-face meeting with the state lottery commissioner–who had a hard time trying to make them understand that when the odds against winning are something like 400 million to one, 400 million to 20,000 really isn’t that much better. It would be on the order of 1 million to 50, if my mental arithmetic is right.

Senior citizens on fixed incomes flocked to Atlantic City to burn up their grocery money on the slot machines. In the inner cities, the lines stretch around the block, the day the Powerball winner is selected. (Given the odds against, there usually isn’t one.)

But I’ll tell you what made the biggest impression on me.

A few years ago, I fell into a conversation with a young woman from an economically depressed area. She already had two out-of-wedlock children by two different men, and was pregnant with a third, by a third. This poor creature confided in me her simple plan for the rest of her life:

To win the lottery and move out West and buy a horse farm, because she loves horses.

To win the lottery. That was her plan.

I don’t care what libertarians say. Gambling is stupid, and for the state to foster it, to grow it, is moral imbecility on the part of persons in the government.

So, no–based on what I’ve seen here at home, I have no trouble at all believing that people in Britain have increased their gambling activities after the government permitted gambling machines to be set up all over the cities.

If that hasn’t happened, I would be surprised. It would go against sinful human nature.

 

We Have a Comment Contest Winner

Reader Linda Sorci today posted the 5,000th comment on this blog, and has won an autographed copy of my Labor & Industrial Relations masterpiece, The Thunder King. Gee, I wish I could get amazon.com to correct that!

Thanks for playing, everybody, and there’ll be another contest when we get close to comment No. 6,000.

Comment Contest Almost Over! Win Fantastic Prizes!

All right, it’s not as exciting as bobbing for apples… but it’s not as messy, either.

Well, er, sort of fantastic, anyway. Be the lucky reader to post the 5,000th comment on this blog, and win one of my books, autographed.

There are less than 100 comments to go, so we should have a winner sometime very soon. Anyone can play, and anyone can win.

If you’re new here, or just haven’t commented before, we’d love to hear from you. Just scroll down to the bottom of any post and click “Leave a Comment,” and you’re in business.

Rules: No f-bombs or the like; no abusive comments directed at me or any readers; no making believe you’re leaving a comment when you’re really trying to sell something–I mean, honestly, that’s low and it’ll get you spammed every time; and no wasting time with stuff that’s just totally inane. Aside from that, pretty much anything goes.

I wish I could offer something more exciting than a book–a breeding pair of jackalopes, say, or a full-size replica of the Cardiff Giant–but for the time being, anything grander than a book doesn’t seem feasible.

 

You Do Know There’s a Comment Contest?

Yo, everybody–I just want to remind you there’s a comment contest here, and whoever posts Comment No. 5,000 wins a free book.

How to play: simple. Just scroll down to the bottom of the post you’re reading and click “Leave a Comment” (or is it “Leave a Reply”? I never have to use it, so I can’t remember).

I will not publish comments abusive to me or to any other commenter, or containing the f-bomb, or blasphemous, or intended to sell a product while pretending to be a  comment (you get spammed if you try that), or just too blatantly inane for words. Otherwise, anything goes.

And yes, I do post comments by liberals. Not that I get that many.

Anyway, instead of sitting there watching the Stupid Bowl today, read fun articles on this blog and comment away.

New Comment Contest

Comment No. 4,700 has just come in, so I reckon it’s time to announce a new contest.

Whoever posts Comment No. 5,000 will win a free book.

The last contest I announced (find three new readers for my books and win a free book for yourself) seems to have fallen flat on its face. It must be awful hard to get anyone to buy books. (Here he makes a strenuous but successful effort to refrain from saying something naughty about a certain other author.)

But a comment contest, that’s easy! Just scroll to the bottom of any post and leave a comment.

Also, sometime this Spring, this blog will receive its 100,000th view. I haven’t figured out a way to make a contest out of that,  but I’m open to suggestion.

And now, just now, it’s raining hard and my elbow really hurts… so I must sign off for now.

Another 5-Star Review for ‘The Thunder King’

Scroll down a bit to find the new review by O.P. ( http://www.amazon.com/Thunder-King-Bell-Mountain-Book-ebook/product-reviews/B008VL8UZW/ref=cm_cr_dp_see_all_btm?ie=UTF8&showViewpoints=1&sortBy=recent ) of The Thunder King, Book No. 3 in my Bell Mountain series.

I’ve won awards for these books, I’ve never gotten a bad review for any of them, and yet I’m finding it awfully hard to sell them.

You, my readers, and this little ol’ blog, are all the advertising I’ve got.

Remember, there’s a contest on! The first to sign up three new readers for my books wins a free book.

Who’s playing?

Another Contest for My Readers

book cover of  Bell Mountain Series

Let’s face it–this little blog, and you, my readers, are all the advertising that I’ve got.

When it comes to Customer Reviews on amazon.com, the lowest rating I’ve ever received for any of my books is three stars; but mostly it’s five stars, with a few fours thrown in. My sales figures, though–well, the less said about them, the better.

So how about this? Another contest.

The first reader to persuade five other readers to buy one of my books will earn my undying gratitude, plus an autographed copy of one of my books, your choice. I hope this doesn’t turn out to be a much harder job than I expected. Gotta try it, though–word-of-mouth advertising can sometimes do a lot.

We’ll have another comment contest coming up soon, too, as we close in on 5,000 comments. But for the time being, hey, I need more readers.

Will this work? Search me. Only one way to find out, and that’s to try it. Tally-ho!

P.S., How to Enter–Why, that’s easy. Just leave a comment to let me know when you’ve recruited five new readers.

P.P.S.–My wife says, “Five? Isn’t that a bit much?” So all right, I’ll change it to three. The first to find three new readers wins the contest.

Conspiracy Baloney Aimed at Our Lord

We watched the new X-Files last night. Patty is crazy about The X-Files. I’m not. All that conspiracy stuff gets to me.

When the show was over–complete with liberal TV wallah’s definition of “a conservative,” Heaven help us–I checked my blog… only to find still more conspiracy theorizing, this time by a reader.

It is not possible that anyone could be so dense as to spend a minute or two here and not realize it’s a Christian blog. But anti-Christians have this enormous sense of entitlement that empowers them to bad-mouth Christians’ most sacred beliefs, and no manners, either–they’re like someone who barges into your living room and pees on your couch.

So this guy comes on to tell me there was never any such person as Jesus Christ. Nope, you don’t have a Savior. Jesus, you see, never existed. He and the whole New Testament were “written in secret, by the Roman aristocracy–” what? all of them?–“as an antidote to Judaism.” It was all a conspiracy, you dig? A Roman conspiracy against the Jews!

But, Mr. Conspiracy Monger, the Romans had no need to conspire against the Jews. They had this thing called the Roman Army, and when some little nation like Judea bugged them, they sent the Roman Army over to kill them. End of problem.

There is evil at large in this world; and although its face is human, it serves spiritual wickedness in high places.

And in the end, God wins.

Hello, Anybody Out There?

Where is everybody today? No hymns requested, no funny comments–I hope you’re all okay. Gee, that sounds like it could turn into a poem. Don’t sorry, I won’t let it. If I start spouting poetry, there won’t be anybody here at all.

We have our first little bit of snow tonight, and it’s beautiful. When Patty wakes up, we’ll watch some Hercule Poirot. And tomorrow, back to work. Hi-ho, hi-ho.

Fellow Bloggers and Readers! Gimme a Boost (Please!)

A reader has pointed out to me (thank you, Jaroc Swift!) that I haven’t been making good use of the social media. That’s because I’m an ignoramus when it comes to stuff like that. No, really–I never even thought about it.

So I’m acting on what I believe to be an excellent suggestion, and appealing to my readers and my fellow bloggers to share (Share?) my posts, etc., on assorted social media, including Twitter, Facebook, Goodreads, and whatever else there is out there. Remember how long it took me to learn how to post pictures and videos up here? That’ll give you an idea why I’ve been so behind-hand vis-a-vis the social media.

My publisher doesn’t do hardly any advertising, and has never had the connections to get their books into the bookstores, so really all I’ve got is this blog. No wonder “Abner Doubleday” thinks I’m an insect. (I would send Joe Collidge after him, but I’m pretty sure Joe is on his side.)

But if a few dozen of you, the few, the proud, start circulating my stuff around the social media, maybe I’ll come up in the world.

P.S.–Tomorrow, after I sleep on it and talk it over with Patty, I may have some news for you regarding my next Bell Mountain book.