The Gun Lottery. The Lottery You Don’t Want To Win.
I don’t play the lottery often. I generally consider it a waste of money, although I have made exceptions from time to time.
When I was in college the daily number cost one dollar, and I would ask young women I met at parties to give me 3 numbers, promising I’d play them the next day. It seemed like a great way to start conversations and provide an excuse for follow-up later. In reality, the results would best be described as “mixed”, although it was no less effective than my other strategies, which included growing mutton chops and loudly begging for dates at the dorm cafateria salad bar.
Another, more current exception is my propensity to buy Powerball tickets whenever the amount in the pot exceeds about 750 million dollars. I figure that the possible gain of three-quarters of a billion dollars makes the trip to my local Wawa worth it. I mean, who the hell is going to drive to a convenience store and brave the mob in the slim-jim aisle for a mere 4 or 5 hundred million dollars? I’m not an idiot! (clearly)
But not all lotteries are good. Not all of them offer money or Taylor Swift tickets to the winner. In fact, not all of them are even voluntary.
Every day each of us living in America is given no choice but to play a very deadly lottery. This is the gun-lottery. Whenever we…
