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...drink--happy or sad. We just drink for any reason." That's what I heard on campus last week when I asked a group of college upperclassmen to comment on a full-page newspaper ad signed by 113 college presidents. The ad features a huge bottle of "Binge Beer" and warns parents that binge drinking on campus has reached dangerous proportions. The awareness campaign, spearheaded by Graham Spanier, president of Penn State, is backed up by a study of binge drinking released by Harvard's School of Public Health, in which 43% of college students were identified as binge drinkers...
...alcohol overdoses. Two had been involved in separate incidents on campus over the previous weekend in which students they were with overdosed and were treated by paramedics. The students also told me that while they take complete responsibility for their actions, however stupid, the atmosphere on campuses is very beer-friendly. Anyone can get a keg, they say, or find someone of legal age who will. The local bars card them, "but that's a joke." They drink, they say, because they want to. They overdrink because they don't know any better...
...know there are many people who feel that serving the occasional beer or wine to teenagers at home may actually decrease the allure of drinking. While that sounds logical (and very sophisticated), I think the more legitimate lesson is that there are simply some privileges and pleasures that should be confined to adults. We teach our children more by demonstrating how we handle our liquor than by giving it to them...
...seven. ("By the time you're a teen, you've stopped listening," said one.) The best approach, they said, is for parents to try to have an ongoing discussion with them, to listen rather than lecture and to provide a good example. They also thought the "Binge Beer" ad was lame. Why? "Because," they said, "by the time we're in college, no matter what you say to our parents, it's already too late...
...world, I see lots of old men in worse condition, half crazy, living on the streets, abandoned by their families. I don't loathe my dad anymore. I cry a lot. Sitting down to a margarita and a beer (nonalcoholic these days) at El Torito with him again recently, I felt forlorn and, oddly enough, lucky too. Lucky to have discovered late in life how to love all over again. I only wish he could understand the wonderful gift he's given...