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Mickey’s (And Our) Addiction Problem


I settled into my couch last night, flipping to ESPN for what I thought would be my usual fix of slam dunks and touchdown celebrations.

Instead, I found myself in a parallel universe.

The broadcaster wasn’t analyzing the beauty of a last-second three-pointer or celebrating the skill of the player who made it. No—he was breathlessly explaining how that final shot had pushed the game ‘over’ the betting total, turning thousands of betting slips from losers to winners in the blink of an eye.

I couldn’t believe my ears. This wasn’t sports analysis—it was a gambling infomercial masquerading as highlights.

ESPN, the network that taught a generation to love sports through iconic shows like SportsCenter, was now teaching us how to bet on them. The transformation was jarring, like tuning in to Sesame Street and finding Cookie Monster promoting day trading.

The most unsettling part? Disney, the epitome of family entertainment, is now fully invested in the gambling business.

The house that Mickey built has morphed into the house that always wins, with ESPN’s recent $2 billion deal with Penn Entertainment marking their official entry into the sports betting industry. A company that once worried about showing a princess’s bare shoulder is now comfortable pushing parlays to parents and children alike.

The numbers behind this transformation are staggering. Americans legally wagered over $220 billion on sports between 2018 and 2023, generating nearly $20 billion in revenue for sportsbooks.

That’s just the legal action. The underground betting economy continues to thrive in the shadows, adding untold billions to these figures.

What began with the Supreme Court’s 2018 decision to strike down the Professional and Amateur Sports Protection Act has become a gold rush, with gambling companies staking their claims in every corner of the sports world.

But let’s talk about what we’re really witnessing: the normalization of addiction as American entertainment.

Those “risk-free” bets plastered across your screen? They’re as risk-free as skydiving with a parachute made of promises. These offers are carefully crafted psychological traps, designed to turn casual fans into compulsive bettors.

Even if you lose, they’ll “reimburse” you with site credit—ensuring you’ll come back to chase your losses with house money that isn’t really money at all.

The integration of gambling into sports media goes far beyond mere advertising. Former athletes and respected analysts now pepper their commentary with odds and betting advice as naturally as they once discussed zone defenses.

The line between sports journalism and gambling promotion has become so blurred that young fans might think understanding point spreads is as fundamental to sports as knowing the rules of the game.

The human cost of this shift is already becoming clear. The National Council on Problem Gambling reports a 45% increase in helpline calls since betting’s legalization expanded. College campuses, once hotbeds of bracket pools and friendly wagers, now grapple with students losing their tuition money on smartphone betting apps.

The first step is to treat gambling like smoking or alcohol: You can do it, just not on screen. Like taking a swig or puff, engaging for the camera is verboten.

Other countries offer blueprints for responsible regulation: Italy’s ban on gambling advertising during sporting events, Australia’s restrictions on betting promotions during live games, and the UK’s “whistle-to-whistle” ban on gambling ads during sports broadcasts. These aren’t perfect solutions, but they’re starting points for a necessary conversation.

The integrity of sports itself is at stake. When fans care more about covering the spread than the final score, we all feel the agony of defeat.

Waves

Waves

They came in waves,
with the thunder of bootsteps,
words sharp as metal,
hands heavy as law.

Names unravel like smoke,
lands fold into maps,
lines carve with ink and iron.

The wind asks no permission.
The river seeks no authority.
The sky sees no borders.

They build fences,
not to keep out
but to keep in,
walls that whisper promises
never theirs to give.

And yet, footprints pile upon footprints,
each calling itself the first.

The G.A.G.



”Oaths are but words, and words but wind.”— Samuel Butler, 1665

I used to be an amateur magician. A bad one.

But one of the first moves I learned was misdirection. Show the left hand, let the right do the trick. Make the audience look where you want. Keep them distracted.

Politicians do the same thing.

Trump’s people want to rename the Gulf of Mexico the Gulf of America. It’s clownish hand waving unable to stand under even passing skepticism: When the next Category 5 hurricane slams into Florida, do we really want America in the headline? Brilliant.

J.D. Vance monkeys his own tricycle. At the Munich Security Conference, he trashed Europe’s free speech laws, told them to shut up about U.S. politics.

It’s all good theater, but the point was chaos. Keep people angry. Keep them scared.

And while we all watch that, Elon Musk guts the federal government. More than 85,000 jobs gone. Education, Veterans Affairs, IRS—slashed.

Musk says it’s about efficiency. It’s about control. Privatize everything. Cut the government until it’s too weak to fight back.

This isn’t new. It has always rested in the conservative playbook to gripe change, to lament progressivism, under whatever label: hippie; Politically Correct, Woke, DEI. It’s all the same:

Change suckes, and you’ll pay for it eternally.

Pain is the point. Race sleeps in the center.

But there’s a way to beat it. Stop watching the weak hand.

Ignore the noise. Watch what they do, not what they say. Observe just how much of the news is simply about what someone has said — not did. It’s the laziest kind of journalism on tap.

The problem, of course, is, in the internet age, what someone said has become the news. A politician rants, an athlete makes a vague comment, a celebrity posts something, and suddenly, the news cycle revolves around it.

Not the actions that actually shape the world. Not the policies being passed in silence. Just words. Which, as Butler says, are but wind.

So watch the subtle hand. It’s the one doing the real work behind the Great American Grift.