Gamblers who chafe at the table limits in casinos are never shareholders. At least not at the same time, barring scizophrenia. Shareholders (along with casino owners) are exactly the vultures who LOVE table limits.

Table limits at casinos aren't representative at all of laws that need to be passed to protect people from greedy monopolistic corporations -- just the opposite. They're examples of the bad faith rules put in place by said monopolistic douchebags to prevent the possibility of the little guy benefitting from those tiny statistical anomalies (most commonly known as luck) where the house doesn't end up with all the little guy's money.

Gamblers at casinos aren't other casino magnates. It would take a special brand of stupid and entitlement for a big guy to walk into the establishment of another big guy and think that luck isn't being artificially supressed by table limits and other assorted underhanded house rules. Not to mention skill being artificially supressed by the distraction of free drinks, loud slot machines, etc.

Gamblers chafing at table limits are just little guys not being allowed to occasionally (very occasionally) leverage statistics in the form of an extended lucky streak against the big guys. They'e the the exact reason we need laws, antitrust, privacy or otherwise.

Because of those pesky people.

Soylent Green is people!

You're all doing it wrong. Have you learned nothing? The answer is so simple!

      Really, what the phone companies should do is follow the RIAA and MPAA's lead - insist that cell phones steal conversations out of thin air and sue everybody who owns one. Bribe politicians to pass laws against uploading conversations to other freeloaders. (*The following will benefit greatly from being read in a Sam Kinison preacher voice*) In time those nasty telepirates will cancel their contracts for fear of being crushed by wholy reasonable fines as all such dirty little scofflaws should expect, massively driving up the profits of the telcos via early termination fees which they should all eagerly DOUBLE AND TRIPLE IMMEDIATELY in orgasmic financial anticipation, culminating in a Ma Bell & Associates facial of silvery change being sprayed from the Sacred Coin Return Slot of The People, attainable only by the Law-Abiding and the Money-Hungry, the sole bearers of The Secret and The Touch, Possessors of the Grace, wielders of the government-bestowed wherewithal to jiggle the Coin Return Slot Handle Thingy That Never Works For The Rest Of Us, whose station in life is assured by the Federal Bindings of Holy Legislative Corporate Matrimony. Can I get an Amen brothers and sisters? I SAY CAN I GET AN AMEN, BROTHERS AND SISTERS!

      So shall their business model be set in stone and painted as the American Flag-wrapped paragon of all that is right and good, as we all know in our heart of hearts it truly is. Public phones will be assured their continued presence, nay, their celebration! As they should be, my children, as they should be. Home phones will be outlawed, for through the errors of our past we have seen what false idols they be. The glory of a payphone in every home, as it always should have been! The Supermen who rule our great nation gently and wisely will never have to fear changing out in the open where we might catch a reality-based glimpse of their unlicensed Wonder Woman underoos, basketwoven of Soylent Green, broken dreams and puppy dog tails. No one should see that. Amen, brothers and sisters. Amen.

      Profit, rinse, repeat ad nauseum. Ain't America fun?

He's got huge, sharp... He can leap about... Look at the bones!

24.4% + 24.7% *quickly does math in head*

That doesn't add up to a quarter.