Hazing proves nothing and accomplishes nothing. It’s purposefully sadistic and it’s simply a power-play by a-holes. It’s often gay, as well.
A fraternity pledge at San Diego State University says he was dumped at a hospital entrance with a blood alcohol level of 0.489 and a 1% chance that he’d live. Benjamin Brennan, now 21, is suing Kappa Sigma fraternity and members, alleging hazing practices that left him with a big medical bill and injuries, including potential permanent damage, that mean he is unable to work or attend school, per the Washington Post. As a 19-year-old freshman, Brennan spent six weeks pledging Kappa Sigma. For his last pledge event in April 2021, he was paired with a mentor and ordered to do everything asked of him. According to the lawsuit, that included giving up his car keys and phone—meaning he was unable to leave or seek help—and drinking a fifth of rum (750ml) within 30 minutes.
He claims he kept drinking even after losing the ability to stand or speak. He was also forced to smoke tobacco and marijuana, the lawsuit claims. The next morning, frat members allegedly struck him with paddles while he lay unconscious. He remained that way for 90 minutes before members took him to a hospital, leaving him vomiting at the entrance, according to the suit. Brennan was placed on life support and given a 1% chance of survival, the suit adds. Though he did survive, “at times he feels like he’d be better off if he didn’t.”
Considering that a fraternity once killed a guy by making him drink water, what made them think this was a good idea?
Hazing is ok when it’s not warped and sadistic. I mean, gatekeeping is important. But some of these luantics qualify for prison.
No free will from the person being hazed?
He could have said no.
No ability to reason or challenge authority? Sounds like college material.
We did a lot of ridiculous and juvenile stuff, but it was all stupid fun. Never anything dangerous like these idiots. Still, later I read in USA Today years later that the university revoked our charter. My older brother went to another school and told me some of his hell week fun. One was called the elephant walk. All the pledges were stripped naked and on all fours on the floor in a circle. Each one had a 6” piece of tape stuck to his nose and the other end to the guy’s ass in front of him. Then, the music started to play as they walked on all fours in a circle. When the needle was lifted off the record, they all stopped simultaneously. The tape was torn in half each time it came off. Lambda Chi Alpha’s thing was humiliation.
Hazing can build character, teamwork Loyalty.
HOWEVER,
When it becomes Faggot, Criminal, Or a serious health Hazard THAT AIN”T HAZING, it is abuse.
There was a fire department in the Denver area that made the new recruits drop trousers and hold a tennis ball in their buttcheeks while doing the dishes….
The paddling always struck me as gay SM crap.
KCIR
Absolutely right!
Hazing serves a very important purpose!
Greeks are not the only one that haze! SEALS and USMC haze! To weed out the weak and those lacking loyalty!
Been there, done that! Both side!
Hazing is ubiquitous through all human culture. The hazing described sounds like highly protected kids getting totally out of control ( mention of control in social interaction is clearly a form of hazing in itself).
As a sophomore I found this girl by herself puking behind the cafeteria one Thursday night. I helped her get back to her dorm and with the help of a RA got her cleaned up and in her bed. I left my name and dorm room number. The following Monday she looked me up and invited me the frat that she associated with. She had been give a loaded drink at a private party the night I found her when she realized it ducked out where I found her a few minutes later. She was the leader of the girls that supported the fraternity. Her boyfriend was the pledge DP and had been at a pledge function that night. He convinced me to pledge. She assigned herself as my Little Sister and had the DP assign his little brother as my Big Brother. I was fast tracked to Brotherhood. What hazing that they did do was to get you very drunk and take compromising pictures of you. The only time they tried to haze me backfired as I would only drink gin and water down my drinks. A teaspoon of gin in a glass of sprite you still smell like a drunk and you can act like a drunk without being drunk (lesson learned from the movie “The Sting”). One of the little sisters was tasked with seducing me and getting me in a compromised position once she determined I was drunk. I told her to meet me in the “love room” which was a bedroom in the frat house that had a bed but nobody lived in but I needed to visit the boys room. She made her way there and I found her boyfriend and told him his girlfriend was waiting for me in the love room, that I was nowhere near drunk and he should be the one to show up. That won me big points with most of the Brothers and all of the little sisters.
The Fraternity was a place to party and meet Sorority girls when we had a social. I would never get more than a buzz at the Frat house. Because of my Big Brother and Little Sister I was part of the inner sanctum. You had the frat parties but the house parties thrown by members of the inner sanctum where no cameras were allowed were monumental where I often slept over often with company. After college the frat listing on my resume got me a second interview once but I still didn’t get the job. I have seen my Big Brother twice since college 40 years ago. It has been 30 years since my last contact. I haven’t seen my Little Sister since college. Both me and my wife did the fraternity and sorority in college. We discouraged both children from the Greek life in their college careers.
…but he never once complained about the kielbasa up his ass.
Realize these morons are the leaders of almost all major corporations and governments…
Back in the 1940’s my parents were driving home late one evening and my Dad saw something move on the edge of the road. They stopped and found a young man tied up and blindfolded lying just inches from a ditch full of water. He was drunk or drugged and barely conscious. He was hazed at a frat at either Georgetown, GW or American university. They drove him 20 miles outside of town and dumped his unconscious body on the side of the road at night. If he had rolled over a few times down the bank he would have drowned in the ditch.
Watch the movie “Brotherhood Of The Bell”.
The more I learn about the condition of our country and the world the more I believe every second of that movie.
when a new man joins the hunting party, the rest of the hunters need to know how he will react under stress. will he run, freeze, charge without thinking? neo and paleolithic tribes test new men by hanging them from the rafters with eagle claws in their pectoral muscles, or making them wear over mitts full of bullet ants.
Kinda like U.S. military academies. I lasted three-and-a-half weeks in the Cadet Corps(e) at Texas A & M before giving up my full ride U.S. Navy scholarship. Four years later, I graduated magna cum laude with a TAMU Electrical Engineering degree. There is no room for serious scholarship in a organization which values hazing.
Fuck ’em. Fuck ’em dead.
P.S. The Corps(e) of Cadets at TAMU has shrunk to virtual nothingness.
In 1984, the body of Bruce Dean Goodrich was sent home after Goodrich was hazed to death by the Texas A & M Corps of Cadets. “Good Bull”