As the Class of 2010 barreled into Poe Field to conclude today’s epic P-rade, I noticed that few graduating seniors were running empty-handed. Here are some of the things they carried:
- beer.
- one another.
- beer.
- a dog, hoisted overhead.
- a baby, similarly held.
I was genuinely concerned about the last two. (They were moving really, really fast.) O, Princeton Reunions: where smart people get to make questionable decisions three days a year.
Terrifyingly cavalier handling of living things is a tag that absolutely must be used in the future.
[…] week: Alumni swarmed Princeton this weekend, as you might have guessed, for Reunions. There was debauchery, there was dunko (as per the Wall Street Journal), and good times had by old people. God reportedly […]