Origins of lottery
I have seen the foundations of Shirley Jackson's legendary article which she wrote somewhere after the second world war, states that the works of the lottery is bigger than the total sum of its parts. The onset of the game of chances is debatable though, and it’s difficult to begin from the beginning. Jackson also states that it began in a village on the 27th of June. It’s just like digging old graves. History is proof enough that the game of chances has either made or broken people outright.
Adeptness
No one on the face of this earth could say that he/she is adept in this form of a sport. The pain of the players, who loose all, must be excruciating. This game has funded warfare, education, medical research and what not. And that too from time immemorial. It has even been used to settle land disputes. The Chinese used the game of chance to fund the construction of the Great Wall of China, which I believe is visible from the Moon. They did this to discourage the Mongolian invaders.
Barbarians
According to Jackson lottery was a barbaric ritual in ancient times. Families use to gather and the head of the family would choose a paper slip, and in turn a family member would be chosen. Then everyone present would stone and clout the person. The family would also join the fray. If a family had chosen a slip with a black spot, then only God could save the members of the family. When this account by Jackson was published all hell broke loose, people were aghast and went haywire.
Optimistic
The optimism that set in as an aftermath of the world war two, quite but saved the Americans. People thought that what Jackson wrote was for real, and was still rampant in America. The great depression could also be the cause of the outcry. Communal gatherings were looked at with a sense of suspicion. The hue and cry took quite sometime to become placid. In contemporary times as well the game of chances is looked down upon by many. They take it be a form of vice. But to those who indulge in it, it’s quite natural. By all standards it’s addictive no doubt. Its like playing catch as catch can. One never knows what’s in store. There is no taming of the shrew here. It’s a fruit that one regrets eating, and by the same token the one who does not eat it regrets it.