I can’t decide if I should laugh or cry at the way Sheldon Adelson steps up to the sounding block to make sure the world knows he is against online gambling/poker. On the laughing side of it, I’d liken him to appointing himself to a station that resembles Hitler’s attempt to take over the world.
Adelson is the CEO of Sands Corp, worth a zillion or so dollars, and IMHO he’s a greedy nutball that wants to set boundaries for when and where U.S. citizens can gamble. He implies that we are all incapable of reasoning thought because once we taste online gambling, we will no longer have a house to live in, food to eat, or be able to pay our bills because it will all go to the power of the mouse to make us rich (so we can continue to feed our disgusting habit) or lose everything and we’ll end up on the streets. But it’s OK if we get in the car and drive to the casino…Hello!
Adelson has recently opted to speak out at Forbes.com – go ahead, read it – you’ll get the full picture of his attempt to wield control of the gambling market as he uses kids, school, his own family, and other little ‘heart-tuggers’ to prove that his fellow citizens are drooling all over themselves to get in and gamble away their livelihood and life.
Nolan Dalla has an idea on how to make a point with Adelson, it won’t hurt Adelson’s bottom line but it could get his attention. Take a reading here.
On the laughing side of it, does Adelson have any idea how ridiculous he sounds? So he’s rich, so he’s powerful, so frigging what? He lost a law suit recently that was the result of an appeal by him, and most believe he will try to appeal the latest decision. He looks like a greedy idiot in that situation too.
The gist of the lawsuit:
“A Hong Kong businessman hit a $70-million court-awarded jackpot Tuesday when a jury agreed that he had helped the casino empire run by billionaire Sheldon Adelson get a gambling foothold in China.”
On the crying side of it, Adelson has too much money and power for one man and there are those in politics and life that will bend over to please.
So…Adelson, go to Macau and stack your millions from the casino and take your crosshairs off of U.S. online poker players.
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The IRS and I aren’t friends but we are getting along. I managed to make it through the phone call with the business side and once I got through that, I knew I’d survive the phone call to the personal side. I have payment plans worked out and figure that within a year or two, I’ll be out of the mudslide I started back a few years ago.
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The Riot has been here with me for the last three weeks. It’s been a bit painful, he’s 9 going on 13, smart-mouthed, lippy, knows everything, sulks like a pouty 4-year old, has complete control of the sarcastic drip when things don’t go the way he wants…and in general, is beginning to TURN! It’s the dreaded teenage years that swoop in like a vampire in the night and suck the little-kid-delightful-juices from your beloved children and grandchildren and turn them into hateful creatures that only have time for you if it suits their purpose. Soon my lengthy time with him in the desert will become shorter and shorter and my trips to Sin City to pick him up will disappear into the history of life. I really can barely stand some of his attitude now.
It’s partly fueled by his second cousin (sis’s granddaughter) being next door. She’s 12, but they’ve swam together and become ‘buds’ since last year when she was here. He has to show off and act like he knows everything. She’s down to earth and pretty rational so when he’s with her, he’s swimming, talking, and having fun. When he’s not with her…”I’m bored.” – “Can I go see if she wants to come over and play the Wii?” – “Can I go over there?”
And on it goes…repeat…repeat…repeat. And let’s not forget the part where I’m mean because I make him eat a meal or calm down for a bit or stay away from Sis’s house for the afternoon. UGH!
Enough for now…