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Pray for Atlantic City
With legalized gambling, A.C. resurrected itself from years of neglect. But with a new smoking ban, new troubles may be brewing on the Atlantic horizon.
By Evan Dashevsky
In the family of destination metropolises,
Atlantic City, New Jersey was the screw-up sibling who embarrassed all those associated with them before life got so bad that they were left with no choice but to sober-up, gather the scattered remaining shambles of their life, and begin anew.
From the late 19th century through the Eisenhower administration, “A.C.” was the Northeast’s summer playground of choice. But by the ’60s, the once-vibrant beachfront became an impoverished urban wasteland where only the elderly visited in search of a little sun and nostalgia, but instead found hypodermic needles in the sand and a hopefully-not-too-violent mugging. Then by the mid-’70s the adult entertainment of gambling came to town and helped revitalize the beachfront. New casinos were built - with accompanying restaurants and T-shirt shops, and the employment they provide coming along for the ride - and the mess that urban planning forgot steadily crept further and further away from the boardwalk. Like any gaming Mecca, the AARP was well-represented, but members of the less-wrinkly set are also found. It seemed like A.C. was doing alright.
But now, I fear, the City on the Atlantic might have fallen in with a bad crowd. The jerk crowd. The crowd that knows cigarettes are bad, therefore no one in a zillion-foot radius should be able to burn any tobacco leaves of any kind. Recently, the Atlantic City council passed a resolution banning smoking on all gaming room floors. This is not just the tobacco apartheid we’ve all learned to live with - and, in some instances, thrive in - but outright banishment. So, in their wisdom, the A.C. authorities will still distribute alcoholic beverages with abandon to elderly widows as they shake hands with the brightly-colored one-armed robots that feed on social security checks, but they will not allow those same adults to smoke a cigarette or cigar while they donate their grandkids’ inheritance to the mafia. This seemingly random discrimination of vice is an all-too common refrain we hear sung throughout the nation. And in these days of increased gaming competition from Indian reservations and others, should A.C. really be toying with alienating cigar-smoking adults who have a plethora of easily-accessible gaming destinations at hand? I just hope Atlantic City knows what it’s getting itself into.
SMOKE - Summer, 2008
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