My mother passed away three years ago, leaving us behind—her three sons, and our father. They had a very troubled marriage. Our father was a wanton womanizer and he took advantage of my mother’s quiet and generous nature by indulging in his vicious vices, women and gambling.
The cry of roosters drowns out the roar of engines beneath a Bangkok flyover as all eyes are trained on two sparring birds, a bloody, high stakes battle in a country where cockfighting is big business.
I’m 36 years old and still single. When my mom died when I was six years old, she had a budding business which her sister inherited. My brother and I were brought up by my father in his father’s house, then moved to an uncle’s house, and finally to my aunt’s house.
Most people still think of the U.S. gambling industry as anchored in Las Vegas. They might think of vestiges of the mob, or the town’s ill-advised flirtation with family-friendly branding in the 1990s.
Unfazed by possible resistance from Church groups, Solaire Resort and Casino promised a “new tourism” for the Philippines when it opens its first casino-hotel complex on Saturday within the Entertainment City in Paranaque City.