Kind or Cut-Thoat: Monopoly on a Hot Summer’s Day


Monopoly Dice

Monopoly Dice (Photo credit: DaylandS)

Sometimes in the cool of the air-conditioning I think of summers of my childhood.  Today is one of those days.  I am cooking and cleaning and getting ready for a reunion.  Thank God for air-conditioning.

When I was little, hot weather just made me lay around all lazy-like and not want to eat or play outside or move much of anything.  Of course, I still had chores to do.  That never went away.

Hot days were for reading books and playing Monopoly.  Our Monopoly games went on for days.  Deanna always got the shoe, and Bonita always got the dog. Vickie got stuck with the top-hat.  No one wanted that old thing.   I got what was leftover ’cause who cares what your token looks like. It’s just a game.  The important thing is to make the game last forever.  That’s what we did.  We played until it was suppertime.

Monopoly 2

Monopoly 2 (Photo credit: in_2_the_fray)

First everybody bought all the properties they could.  We traded to create monopolies.  Littler kids never knew better than to trade Park Place for Continental Avenue.  After all the properties were as built up as possible with houses or hotels, we tried to make each other get as close to going out as possible.

That’s when the begging and pleading and bargaining got started.  The players with the least was at the mercy of the players with the cash.   The rich players rubbed gave poorer players a chance to pass Go before we extracted the rent they owed.  We never ever made someone go completely out.  That was no fun.  We just made each other beg for mercy, then we gave them a loan or a gift, and made them indebted to us forever.

Hmmm….  Monopoly used to bring back nostalgic thoughts of how kind we were to each other.  We never wanted to be so mean as to cause someone to actually lose and be forced out of the game.  Now that I think about it, perhaps we were cut-throat capitalist.

Monopoly Justice

Monopoly Justice (Photo credit: mtsofan)

One thought on “Kind or Cut-Thoat: Monopoly on a Hot Summer’s Day

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