You have heard your whole life that the game is rigged, but you're not thinking of that. You're thinking of the look on your best gal's face when you hand her that big stuffed dog. You pay a dollar, walk up, grab the hammer and get in position.
Right before you swing the hammer, you see the carnival barker lean on one of the support cables holding the slider with the bell on it in place. This causes the structure to lean slightly, putting the slider off-balance and introducing friction. But you don't care -- you want to see the look on her face when you hand her that gigantic stuffed dog.
To no one's surprise, the slider makes it about 3/4 of the way up and then plummets. You pay another dollar; you try again. You fail again. You pay another dollar. So on and so forth, until you begin to think you're weak and incapable of getting past this stupid barrier that, if it didn't exist, would make your job so much easier and you could succeed.
Disappointed and feeling down and weak, you walk away.
And now, you're playing your own rigged game against yourself.
If you realize you're playing a rigged game and you decide to put down another dollar and take another swing, don't blame the carnival barkers. They're doing what they do, and you know they're doing it. You have no right to be angry at anyone but yourself.