In Search for Perfection

Travelling exotic destinations is an instant fun: if even not first time to, something new and different might always be seen.

Historically, South Australia of emus and empty beaches does my family’s very accustomed target since the dawn of a previous century, and after the forties, when more relatives moved in, this bond is strengthened and still exists miraculously in spite diversity of generations and a tyranny of distance modern air jets and Internet fight successfully.

Also a state capital of Adelaide is, at my taste, not so sleepy and boring as the rest of the state bearing very often classic features of German villages of illustrations to the children tales of the Dark Ages heroes, other Australian places, even larger and noisier, feature the very similar facets of pre-Kaiser history being computerised heavily.

Apart from gained notority natural clichés of still not-eaten-out platypuses, emus and kangaroos, gambling industry is surely a man-made phenomenon of this place struggling for sovereignty.

Unlike in Germany, a free-of-charge venue entry and poisoning the population en-masse with sci-fi hopes of grand prizes moved this tricky “entertainment” into a status of the respectful national income generating industry alongside with sex-business and qualification degree importing by surviving the cource terms locally.

An extended stay in Melbourne allowed gauging an artificially-imposed purposely-creating essence The Crown-sightseeing to remember, a locally-based international gambling enterprise spreading its tentacles worldwide, of which creation has been linked with a very top of the then Liberal party associates, exercises in this city, state, country.

Introduced by hosts of mine to the Mahogany Room advertised usually as “a cream of the cream of The Crown”, I had got enough time to enjoy luring surrounding of the largest gambling Southern Hemisphere venue by myself.

Forbidden in covered areas and public places in Victoria, smoking was heavy in rooms required membership cards to enter, where piles of banknotes under diamond-clustering palms of unnoticeably average patrons, competed with Babylon-tower-sized pyramids of the most expensive chips disappearing untraceably into croupier slots after every set played. Perhaps, this smoke is a very feature of a local democracy where, de facto, not what you do but who you are The Law is.

A couple of drinks, a fistful of dollars and table chips (chip face values range from 50c to $A5000 –about 3000 euro) helped making a stranger more communicable to regularly share his local know-how.

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As many others, this lad made his way to Australia by arranging a student visa and still pays tuition fees allowing his presence in Australia. Burden of debt back home, running expenses and lack of any available employment opportunities push him (and many others, both imported ones and local patrons) on a casino floor where he guarded and serve cash-rich fellow-“students” and looks around for accepting his more private service offers ranging $A130-170 per night.

His stories of a bond between employers, security and making some money at premises was accompanied with pointing out at players of this lasting performance, many of Balkans origin surely, bringing about their sons to continue “business” protected by security from not sharing a profit, at male staff member arranging jobs in exchange for same-sex sessions, at simply money-launders and a legion of dummy winners.

Evenings at Melbourne Crown could sustain a novel in a line with famous “Airport” and “Hotel” if being written down to delight even a less sceptical person your author is. And local media informs steadily of security arbitrary and crimes committed by patrons to feed their gambling addiction as well as recent hearing Harry Kakavas vs The Crown and J. Williams, a stepson of a Melbourne casino developer, one-time CEO and a recent the Head of a Crown European Division.

Hopefully, European direction would be more lucky than previous projects for making his multi-billiard dollar inheritance halved during three years in charge for, casino owner- a friend of famous actor Tom Cruise.

If I come to see Australia-"golded cage" once again in the future, it will not happen for

-the Adelaide Institute operating freely, some its CEO having already served in and others banned from the European Union for denial of Holocaust and explicit Nazi propaganda

-updates by older expers asserting that Australia is a national-socialist dream materialised

-a family-affairs deep devotion or business-related connections or benefits

but because of a blue job locals do perfectly.

Everyone has own viewpoint, anyway!