In the wild and treacherous jungle of gambling, the house edge is the kingpin, the big shot with a gun in every corner. When it comes to the lottery, you’re staring down the barrel of a gun with a staggering edge—often over 30%. It’s as if the universe itself conspires against you in the most blatant fashion.

In the realm of casino games like blackjack and roulette, the house edge is the dark arithmetic, a cold, calculated certainty, a mathematical beast lurking in every spin and shuffle.

Now, poker, that’s a different beast. The edge here is less about numbers and more about who’s pocketing the cash—how much of your hard-earned buy-in ends up in the casino’s pockets, or those of the site and payment processors.

And then we dive into the abyss of onchain trading, where the house edge is a nightmarish circus of parasites. It’s a mad world where MEV searchers, Jito, validators, stakers, trading bots, and the ever-elusive pump-and-dump artists feast on a grotesque buffet. The fees, the locked liquidity, the grifters, and the inner circle—all clawing and scraping, their insatiable greed having ramped up its efficiency to a nauseating degree over the past year.

The game’s rigged, and the numbers are horrifyingly clear. It needs more players, or the existing ones need to go all-in. But don’t hold your breath for a horde of new suckers to storm the gates. They’re getting mowed down by shoddy launches and a tidal wave of useless tokens. The devs are a dime a dozen, the tokens are a joke, and the KOLs are nothing more than professional value extractors. Liquidity is a mirage in the desert, far too scarce to prop up this grotesque circus.

Welcome to the madness.