<p>Hunt wrote: “Back in my day, at my college, at least in my understanding, there was a drug culture and a drinking culture–while there was some overlap, these were really two different groups of people. Is that still the case, if it ever was?”</p>
<p>At my kids’ colleges, there seems to be a lot less pot than there was when I went to college in the 80s. But sylvan is right-- the drug of choice seems to have changed. The students at my kids’ colleges seem much more involved with prescription drugs including “study drugs.” They’re not using the drugs to party-- they’re using them to study. Back when I was in college, no one was using drugs illegally to understand physics better.</p>
<p>I remember back then, one group way more pushy than the other.
Drug crowd often times offered to share with other partygoers, but if someone said “No” then that was it. That was the end, and they moved on.
Booze crowd offered to share, but rarely accepted a “No” as the final word, and would continually try to persuade that individual into saying yes.
“Come on, come on, just one, come on, I’ll buy, come on, why not,” etc etc etc.</p>
<p>One can only speculate why drug groups weren’t pushy but boozers were.</p>
<p>when I was younger (70’'s, maybe 80’s), party was a noon, not a verb, and it ALWAYS meant music and dancing. Many may have been “under the influence”, which along with watching SNL, happened before you got to the “party”, but that was called “getting high”. Maybe it’s a “urm” thing.</p>
<p>"C’mon, how old are y’all? How 'bout “So tonight we’re going to party like it’s 1999”? That came out when I was in college. "</p>
<p>So you don’t think Prince meant music and dancing?</p>
<p>Maybe it had something to do with the part of the country or the sub-culture. Where I was it meant “get high” if someone semi-whispered it to you under their breath, and heavy drinking usu. accompanied by loud music, obnoxious behavior, etc. otherwise.</p>
<p>Parties are just about hanging out with friends. My friend parties in his room with our friends all the time. I personally would never, EVER go to a low-class party like people are describing here. Beer, pot, hooking up, etc are for chavs.</p>
<p>A lot of parties are drinking. You can go and not drink, but it’s hard. You can get a group of people to hang out in your room and call it a party, but really it’s the drinking that people at my school call parties.</p>
<p>D tells me about her college partying…(I reckon she divulges 50%)
…even at that rate I tell her that she and her mates are lightweights.</p>
<p>I think I remember dropping a couple of 'Luddes before acing one final exam
I know I finished writing my PoliSci thesis during a 48hr houseparty in my house ripped on benzoylmethylecgonine.</p>
<p>^ La Contra that is the way I remember college…wait a minute…did I say remember? I can’t imagine the college party scene could be anywhere near what I remember it to be. I thought most folks on here were born in the late 50’s college was insane back then and most kids today thankfully have never experienced that.</p>
<p>I wish my kids would get to experience it ALL.
It was great!</p>
<p>Politically correct, health and safety, WWJD, mumbo jumbo screwing with everything even the amount of fun you can have in college.
Today kids would be be expelled, ostracised, jailed, and committed for acting like we did.</p>
<p>…and may I ask? did we turn out so bad?</p>
<p>Its funny though…as a youngster, when my folks used to say “when I was your age”
I’d just tune them out and ignore them.</p>
<p>Now when I say “when I was your age”…
The kids drop what they’re doing, sit down and listen.</p>
<p>They’re not stupid…they know they’re missing out!</p>
<p>Wow. Some of you sound so proud. Me? Not so much. I do not want the same for my kids, and cannot believe what I survived. I am sure H saved my life. Made me believe in God (not that H does), and that he had a higher purpose for me.</p>
<p>Not proud at all Shrinkrap. It was a scary time and when I look back it is with some sad memories of how many people I knew that are no longer here…all because of our crazy youth. We did survive it but not without the battle wounds to show for it. In my case it is the memories of friends that are either gone because they shared needles or overdosed. Thankfully my past was not that insane and I thank God that my kids live in a much different environment with parents that know the signs. Our parents were clueless and I think that is part of the reason we looked to leave the nest when we were grads. Our kids have better relationships with us partly because they know they could talk to us. I could never be proud of those few years but I agree with Contra in that kids today would be hung out to dry if they did half of the things our generation did. It’s tougher now because the powers at be are the same ones who witnessed the insanity back then.</p>
<p>Shrinkrap—happy for you that you found god at the end of your tunnel. Me…I never drank or drugged enough that I needed my life saved by god and (as E. Piaf says) Je regret rien.</p>
<p>I’m neither proud nor ashamed of my youthful partying (or, for that matter, my middle-aged partying). It was just fun; it didn’t accomplish anything much for good or ill. We never got that crazy, though. What I read (here and elsewhere) about today’s college drinking habits sounds much more extreme than anything I saw, and certainly more so than anything I did.</p>
<p>Whatever you did, whatever you chose to do back then makes you the person you are now and the parent you are now…</p>
<p>Shrink…If you believe in your god then you have to believe all your partying was part of his plan for you to find H, reform, and live happily ever after</p>
<p>Can’t see the point of having a god if you are going to question his methods.</p>