kenberg, on 2018-September-18, 14:42, said:
I apologize in advance for what I suppose is at least a diversion if not a hijack but I am having a problem here.
As I get it, this girl was 15 when she was at this party. Alcohol was being served. Whether it was Kavanaugh or not, some boy got seriously aggressive, seriously enough that it appears to be an attempted rape. A 17 year old boy does not belong at such a party, but a 15 year old girl? What the hell? Surely the parents who own the house are legally liable for the underage drinking, and I would think they would have some legal liability for a rape that occurred. And that's just speaking of the legality. I am far more concerned with the overall judgment.
It is often said that kids grow up faster these days. Do they? Drunken sex is not my idea of growing up faster.
Ms. Ford went to Holton Arms. That's about 2 miles from Whitman High, where my grandkids went (the youngest is now in college, so this was a bit back). Whitman had sent something to the parents expressing concern over what seemed to be becoming a widespread practice and urging parents to put a stop to this (this =drinking parties). My daughter and her husband did not need this warning but apparently many did, and some ignored it. I don't get it.
Some posters have said they had gone to such parties when in high school. How does this work? Does the kid say "Hey Dad, I want to throw this really great party for the kids so please buy me some gin, some bourbon and some good scotch and then get lost for a few hours Saturday night." ? Or are the parents just clueless?
We can get back to Trump. I promise, but if someone could just help me understand this I would appreciate it.
The crowd I ran with in high school were all good kids. We were nerds and science geeks, and all graduated near the top of our class (I had a 95th percentile GPA, and most of my friends were even higher). So our parents generally trusted us to behave responsibly, and we never gave them cause not to.
But we weren't perfect. We had fake IDs and went to bars even though we were below drinking age (it was still 18 at the time). Someone always managed to get beer and rum to bring to our parties. Since I never developed a taste for liquor, I was generally the designated driver. I can't recall any time one of my friends drove while drunk, although I couldn't swear it didn't happen. I remember once or twice we even went to a strip club (but it might have been later, maybe when I was home for the summer after my freshman year of college, or the stag party before one of them got married). I can tell you one thing: stuff like that is pretty boring when you're sober.
We probably had parties every month or two, at different friends' houses. This was an upper middle-class town, we all had large houses with finished basements, and that's where we usually had our parties. The parents might be upstairs in the family room or their bedroom, they weren't lording over us.
These weren't wild toga parties like in "Animal House", it was about a dozen regular friends hanging out, playing music, some getting a little drunk or high, couples making out. It was just one of the things teenage kids did -- sometimes we would go out to a movie or the amusement park, other times we would have a party.