Waking Up In Vegas

What happens in Vegas these days apparently does NOT stay in Vegas. Now, for my money, you can have Las Vegas. I visited twice when my son's basketball team was playing a conference tournament there...and it was March in Wisconsin ('nuf said). The most memorable thing for me was the discovery of a warm Krispy Kreme doughnut topped with ice cream, whipped cream and strawberries at the ESPN Zone and the apparent sky in Caesar's Palace that rained. Gambling? no so much...in fact, not at all. I did take a chance that I could find my way out of the MGM Grand and to the Thomas and Mack Convention Center on foot without getting lost...not so lucky there, either. Of course, it would help if ANY of the hotel staff spoke the same language as I do, or they had big maps with "you are here, you dumb Midwesterner" located conveniently.
The numerous guys handing out cards for strip clubs (and MORE) all along the street were annoying but not threatening. Most of them didn't speak English, anyway, so there was little chance of anything happening.
But, apparently, Vegas is STILL "Sin City." In July, Planet Hollywood was fined $500,000 for what was termed "topless and lewd activity" in its private nightclub. In addition, the citation noted that many club goers were dumped in the casino "in various stages of unconsciousness." Wow! I thought they were just mesmerized by the slots.
Rio closed its topless pool following 10 arrests for offenses ranging from prositution of drug use/sale.
The Hard Rock pool club Rehab suffered eight arrests over the Labor Day weekend for the same kind of sex/drug actions.
Even though Vegas still tries to promote itself as family-friendly, wet boxer short contests and a bevy of buxom beauties going sans shirts is a regularity...and someone forgot to emphasize that putting body paint on a naked body is NOT the same as wearing clothes. Yeah, yeah, of COURSE they do it in Sports Illustrated, but THAT'S art, not sleaze.
So, if you're planning to go, my suggestion is the Dancing Waters and a warm Krispy Kreme. If not..."that's what you get for waking up in Vegas."
You're on your own.