It’s Like Living Next Door to Animal House
Re “One Terrible Act Should Not Obscure Frats’ Good Side,” Dec. 14:
Ross McCollum’s plea for understanding of the fraternities falls on a deaf and hostile ear in my home. You see, I live on the beach in Newport, where we are subjected almost every night to the noisy, raucous, drunken antics of the frat boys and their screeching, dingbat sorority sisters.
They scream, they drink, they live like the lowest order of beer-guzzling, football-watching yahoos this country has to offer, with zero respect for any of their neighbors and an obvious indifference to their presumed academic callings. These guys deserve every molecule of bad press they get.
Robert Brock
Newport Beach
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