BU’s graduation and the end of the semester will leave Boston police officers bereft, hanging around D-14 like Maytag repairmen, waiting for the 911 call that never comes. No parties, no hazings, no quality time on Ashford Street. The university has finally figured out that it makes more financial sense to honor billionaires one at a time instead of John Silber every year.
Our local police rescued a bunch of BU fraternity pledges, and now have some fun stories to tell, after discovering five students wearing only their underwear and hot sauce, fish sauce, sardine cans and other accessories.
Makes you wish Dr. Silber were still around, just to hear him rant about the decline of Western Civilization and future BU donors. (h/t Adam at Universal Hub)