Gambling

I put a dollar into a slot machine and get five dollars back. I am lucky. I take that five dollars and put it on the number 11 on the roulette table and the ball lands on the number 12. I am unlucky. I take the ball from the roulette table and throw it into the left eye of the large, perspiring gentleman who put $50 on number 12, thereby winning $1,800. The large, perspiring, half-blind gentleman cries out in pain and thrashes his arms, knocking a pile of chips over, one of which lands at my feet. It's a $100 chip. Amazingly, at the moment I throw the ball into the eye of the perspiring gentleman, a fracas erupts nearby, something to do with a person of Middle Eastern origin tripping over a discarded coin cup and screaming something that sounds like a terrorist threat. The Middle Eastern-origin person suffers permanent injuries when a guard puts his knee into his back. The large, perspiring gentleman loses an eye. I pick up the $100 chip and walk away. I am lucky, but am I a moral being?

What say you?