A Relevant Retrospect on the Penn State Culture
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| My former, beloved Penn Staters en route home from a glorious Nittany Lions win |
State College, PA, 2008-- After attending a long week of classes at Penn State, out for another Friday on the “town,” I occasionally stop, look around, and realize what I am participating in. Prowling, subservient, beer-hungry frat brothers seem to be cornering me from every angle. Wretched, profane, and just plain obnoxious rap songs overwhelm my ears. Girls desperate for attention with stick-straight hair, impractical six-inch heels and decked out in tacky, revealing tank tops surround me. Flashing strobe lights. The walls are closing in. I realize I MUST GET OUT.
