UP Fair and I hope no one dies this time around

The UP Fair has been a circus of sorts where the air smells of sweet sweet smoke (dope heads!), good music (though what’s the point of bringing in pogi bands?) and human roadkill.

There are far too many ways of getting killed in the UP Fair grounds. For one, you could get mauled in the crowd, especially if it’s already filled with unscrupulous moshers (who aren’t UP students anyway). Next, you could be caught in the crossfire of warring fraternities. Or, a stampede happens, you get crushed.

Mobs suck. That’s why I hate being in a throng of people. People in crowds are no better than lemmings anyway.

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