A Greek in our Midst

CJ, my darling son, suddenly has 100 new brothers.  He has entered the realm of misogynist animal-house inhabitants who torture their new members and cause GPAs to slip.  How concerned should I be? Can I relax knowing that present-day fraternities are kinder, gentler and hipper and will provide my son with lifelong bonds with the offspring of investment bankers from New Jersey?

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