Well, once again the slot players pay. As an ardent slot jock you may think I would welcome more slot machines -- and, in a sense I do. However, when these slots are added to fill a hole in a state budget, the aftermath becames painfully clear. The slot jocks lose, and the government wins.
I'm thankful I live in Las Vegas, and at least feel like every now and again I have a chance to break even, and maybe (a big maybe here) even walk out of a casino a winner.
Slot players in California don't stand a chance.
On Super Tuesday, the slot props passed. http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2008/02/06/MN7QUPQ7N.DTL
The Indians (three tribes anyway) win, Schwarzenegger wins, and the slot manufacturers win. You can guess who the losers are.
It would be foolish for me to propose that the 17,000 slot machines don't get played. If I lived near these Indian casinos I would be first in line to try them out.
Let's just call it what it is -- a vice tax, and a stiff one at that.
I always said the Indians will get this country back -- one twenty dollar bill at a time.
When you play in California just envision $5 of every $20 going in the Terminator's pocket.
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