The Improbable Metropolis 

As the sun rises over Las Vegas (yes, here again, this time for the Spousal Unit), I wonder if the denizens of this quaint little desert burg realize or care that this city would barely exist without the Mob and the Nevada Gaming Commission.

(Not to mention the wild-eyed vision of two of my tribesmen, Ben Siegel and Steve Wynn.)

That a city of this size could exist due to the will of so few is a thing of wonder. One is driven to ponder: how fragile is its existence?