There's just one problem: a second-grader warns her that the first-grade teacher, Mrs. (and Puddy, her cat) is back to start first grade-with a loose tooth. It’s apparent in the awful violence and sexual assault statistics, the often-quoted male suicide rates, our propensity for alcohol addiction and much, much more.Having tackled shoelace-tying and new-school jitters, the heroine from Countdown to Kindergarten It took me ten years to full understand why I’d become the awful person I was at university and I’ve slowly began to understand how that macho culture can continue to affect us as we grow older. And to question why we did it without even the slightest inkling of remorse. To question why we allowed ourselves to treat men and women so disgracefully. It was then I first began to question my why we felt entitled to act in this manner. Once the new intake were inevitably told to get naked I mocked his loose-hanging skin, pointing it out for all to see.īut seeing the distress I was causing him turned a lightbulb on in my brain, and I slowly began to extricate myself from the fresher-baiting. I’d taken aim at a fresher who’d clearly lost a huge amount of weight and had excess skin around his midriff. Nightclub slammed by Advertising Standards Agency for using 'sexually explicit' ad showing woman having 'alcohol' poured into eyeĬoincidentally, just weeks before Holly confronted me, I’d tried for the first time to adopt the bullying persona expected of me as second year. Then, one day, she told me how I’d made her feel that night, explaining not only how I’d ruined her clothes and her evening, but also how degrading it was to be mocked by a room full of lads when she’d basically been attacked. I’d even actively avoid her on nights out or in and around campus. Out of sheer embarrassment and cowardice I didn’t speak to Holly again until second year. She was powerless to react, and quickly left the room holding back her tears. She was understandably furious, but before her seething fury was allowed to turn in to full blown rage, she looked up to see forty shirtless men chanting, laughing and high-fiving at her expense. So, reluctantly, I mouthed ‘sorry’ and covered her in purple booze. I turned to the group and, not then understanding the rank double-standards of my words, protested about having to pour my drink over someone I knew. The fact she was a friend changed everything. She was dressed up as one does for a party, and was about to enter the wrong room. This time my friend Holly was looking for her friend’s birthday party within the student union. All the time, still pissing.įirst year uni students forced to attend 'consent classes' telling them how not to rape Then, once she was enraged, to try and hold on to her. The aim of the game was to piss as long as possible until she noticed. The rules were simple: find a girl in a club, get her to dance with you then, when she’s grinding on your legs, you piss on hers. One game that became increasingly popular during my first year was called ‘Hot Leg’. The university did nothing to stop us because, well, ‘boys will be boys’, right?īut this was lad culture at its most pervasive, and the longer our actions went unchallenged, the more disgusting they became. Instead of treating this as a serious punishment, the entire team dressed up in drag, got blind drunk and spent the whole night acting out homoerotic scenes to the great amusement of each other. During one night some members of the team took it upon themselves to insult some members of the LGBT sports community.Īs a form of retribution, we were all forced to wear t-shirts bearing the ludicrous slogan ‘homophobia is gay’ on our next club social. Take, for example, the only time I can recall our rugby team being disciplined. Not only did we share naked videos of the women our club mates had slept with and start fights with anyone who dared to cross us, we did it in the full knowledge that we could act with an almost utter impunity towards everyone else on campus. Fists flying and broken jaws as sickening CCTV captures moment Hull City hooligans spark horrific mass brawl
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