A good night on the craps table is never considered a problem.

The unique thing about a "gambling problem" is that people don't really consider it a "problem" unless you're losing a lot. Like, if a guy is a compulsive gambler but he's good at it, I bet nobody ever hassles him about his addiction. In fact, gambling is the only addiction that I can think of where you just might end up really wealthy. When people get hooked on meth or heroin, they end up living on the streets, eating out of trash cans. They gather whatever materials they can find and wear them as clothes. Their level of physical degradation eventually matches the severity of their psychological illness. But with gambling, you could be very mentally unwell but your bank account has never looked better. There has to be at least one guy out there who has a really serious gambling addiction but he's got millions of dollars because he's just a lucky motherfucker. He probably places irresponsible, outrageous bets but then somehow it always pans out for him. How is that guy's family and friends supposed to have an intervention? An intervention is easy with a drug addict. You just say, "Hey, look at yourself. Is this the person you want to be?" Then they look down at the microwave popcorn bag, duct-taped to their thigh as a makeshift bandage for a knife wound and then they can't really deny the error of their ways. Try that on the wealthy compulsive gambler. "Hey, look at yourself. Is this the person you want to be?" He looks down at his designer jeans and crocodile boots, then slowly shifts his gaze over to the grand piano in his foyer and that's the end of that intervention.

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