The Hidden Cost of Gambling’s Glitter: A Personal Reflection on Addiction and Accountability.
At 64, I carry a lesson from my childhood that has shaped how I navigate the dazzling yet dangerous world of gambling. When I was a young boy, my father took me to the MGM Grand in Las Vegas. As we stood in its opulent halls, surrounded by the clinking of slot machines and the grandeur of a palace fit for a king, he turned to me and said, “Markie, this place was not built from winners.” Those words, spoken decades ago, have never left me. They are a reminder that the glittering allure of casinos—and now,…