Monopoly, a board game released eighty years ago, managed to capture the hearts of nearly everyone who had a chance to play, teaching children both how to add and become wealthy real estate moguls in one simple package. The gameplay thrilled people across nations as they marched determinedly through hours of exciting transactions, budget keeping, and hotel management. Everybody wanted a piece of the action – myself included. The game was a refreshing break from such mindless entertainment as television and video games, and helped me learn at an early age that life is a cruel, dog-eat-dog race for the only thing that gives it meaning: money.
My brother and I agreed. After months, possibly years, of it sitting dormant, collecting dust, it was
My brother and I agreed. After months, possibly years, of it sitting dormant, collecting dust, it was