This may be somewhat off topic on this thread, but I don't know where it would be more appropriate.

About ten years ago, when my son was about seven or eight and going through an extremely stressful experience, he and I were playing Monopoly one evening. He was being very aggressive and wanting to completely control the game, beyond what was allowed by the rules. This behavior was understandable considering his age and the circumstances he was experiencing. I decided to go with what he was doing, and try an experiment.

I told him that instead of playing Monopoly, we were going to play "Dictator". Using the Monopoly game as the basis for this new game, I explained the rules. I told him that he could make any rules he wanted. He could completely control everything that happened in the game. He could completely control the money. He could have as many of the playing pieces he wanted except for the one I needed to remain in the game. He could control all of the real estate, utilities, railroads, hotels, and houses.

In other words, he had complete control over the game, and the way it was played. Except for one thing. He was the Dictator and I was the peasants. I could, as the peasants, decide to have an uprising at any time that I thought it might be productive. This meant that I could steal his playing piece off of the game board whenever I thought I could get away with it. And according to the new rules, if he ran out of playing pieces, I would win the game.

At first, he ruled the game with an incredibly tight fist. I started out with one playing piece and one piece of real estate. After a short time, he had me so deeply in debt to him, it would take generations for me to pay it off. If it could be paid off at all. I began to initiate peasant uprisings. If he looked away from the board for just a moment, I stole his piece. I devised all kinds of ways to divert his attention and take his piece without him noticing. I found all kinds of ways that he wouldn't expect to take his piece. He had to maintain the utmost vigilance at all times. He couldn't relax for even a moment. At this point, being in total dictatorial control started to lose its appeal to him. He began to get tired of it.

After a little while, he started to become much more lenient. Then he became generous. He learned what sort of balance was needed to keep the peasants happy enough that they didn't feel that attempting an uprising was worth the risk.

I think both he and I learned a lot playing that game.