Hazed and Confused

“At about 3 p.m. on Friday, February 3, Tim Piazza, a sophomore at Penn State University, arrived at Hershey Medical Center by helicopter. Eighteen hours earlier, he had been in the kind of raging good health that only teenagers enjoy. He was a handsome, redheaded kid with a shy smile, a hometown girlfriend, and a family who loved him very much. Now he had a lacerated spleen, an abdomen full of blood, and multiple traumatic brain injuries. He had fallen down a flight of stairs during a hazing event at his fraternity, Beta Theta Pi, but the members had waited nearly 12 hours before calling 911, relenting only when their pledge ‘looked f*cking dead.’ Tim underwent surgery shortly after arriving at Hershey, but it was too late. He died early the next morning.” The Atlantic’s Caitlin Flanagan on a Death at a Penn State Fraternity. It’s a far too common story. But as Flanagan explains: “This time the dead student left a final testimony, a vivid, horrifying, and inescapable account of what happened to him and why.”

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