I'll rarely venture into casinos, but it happens. I've never been driven there by force of will or felt a need to be there, nor had a passion guiding me there. My visits are more or less random. I was never a gambler. Not by chance or will, not otherwise. People in there get infinitely turned on by two things; uncertainty and the possibility of winning at gambling. Solely based on that, I don't belong there. I was always more interested in and favored having control, over being pestered by uncertainty, and if I got anything in my life "by chance/luck", that managed to destroy half, if not all joy. Guess I'm weird like that, but when there'll be more of us weirdos, you'll be looked upon as the minority of fools. On the other hand, the casino is the perfect laboratory for calibration of sense and making swift psychoanalysis of homosapiens. Faces, gestures, jitter, reactions and behavior of addicts there, are in fact their lives, only that someone has pressed the FF (fast forward) button. Their life story takes place in one evening. With all the ups, downs, "luck" and disappointments. If you observe a man for only one evening in the casino, you will be able to read him for all of life as a children's book. With pictures and large print. Another thing one get's aware of whilst over-analyzing and drawing parallels. In fact, there are no significant differences between the casino and the stock market. Not even among people who do one or the other. Neither by the level of addiction. Only thing is that the stock brokers think of themselves rather than gamblers ~ they call themselves businessmen, rename casino into stock exchange market, and narcissoidly refer to "luck" as "ability".