As my final semester at Quinnipiac draws to a close, it is hard not to reminisce about my four years here; the great friends I have made and the memories that I will never forget.
It is also difficult to overlook the many changes that this campus has gone through. Gone are the keg parties, which only a few years ago, dotted the Village and the Hill only to be replaced with ridiculous drink specials at establisments well known to the majority of students.
The administration in the interest of protecting the student body, is adopting an increasingly strict stance on alcohol consumption that is the equivalency of total prohhibition.
A problem arises, though, when students venture outside the safe haven of dorm road to unwind and have a beer.
This problem was most recently embodied on Feb. 8 with the untimely death of one of our own students.
To this point it is not known whether alcohol was a factor in this crash, and I do not mean to speculate, but it has been seen throughout the country that the marriage of motor vehicles and alcohol has continual tragic effects.
The administration must realize that many students go to bars not only for a change of venue, but because it is the only venue available to them.
The continual oppression of student drinking on campus is bringing New Haven an unprecedented amount of Quinnipiac student money, which in turn, manifests itself in an equal amount of Quinnipiac drivers “running the gauntlet” on the way home from “penny drafts” or “dollar shots.”
Although the university will simply claim that such issues are alleviated through the use of designated drivers, it does not do much to console a mother who lost her freshmen son simply crossing Whitney Avenue.
Wake up, Quinnipiac! Do not allow these statistics to climb! More students carousing around off campus will only bring more tragedy to the cover of this very newspaper.
Turning a blind eye is the only way to keep the resident parking lot full on a Friday night. I am sure that any parent would much rather their son or daughter have a glass of wine, than a eulogy read in their memory.