Fraternity president gives police advicefrom @squidpakter

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I keep seeing all these body cam clips from the cops that exposed this, fraternity hazing best. And this situation was just handled, like, completely wrong by these kids. So I figured I'd explain to you guys how president Packer, rank the Hebrew hammer, would have handled this back in college. First of all, apparently, it started with, like, a fire alarm. The police were just coming over to make sure everybody got out of the house alright. Everybody with a brain knows that if a cop is within a 100 yards of your house, you pause all activity, whatever it be. The second the fire alarm went off, before the cops even got there, I would've had all my guys put their shirts on and, like, start fucking playing cards or something, rank it out. And then if the cops ask everyone to leave the house, leave the house. Just say, hey, guys. Don't talk about anything. Absolute last thing you should do is tell everyone to hide downstairs with their shirts off. You have to realize it's all about perception. I saw the body cam footage. If a cop goes downstairs and there's, like, 30 guys packed like sardines with their shirts off in a dark better basement, that's not a good look. Okay? You always have plausible deniability. You just can't give them anything to work with. My fraternity got in a massive hazing investigation when I was president, and we got out of it because there was no hazing, obviously. You also have to remember the cops are your friends. Like, this kid in the video is being a dick to the cops. He's not answering questions. Best a complete wrong way to go about it. The first day I was president, I went to the police station. I met the chief of police on campus. I shook his hand. I said, hey. I wanna introduce myself. If there's ever any problems, if you ever need help with anything, just call me. Here's my number. And I would literally have the cops come into the house during parties if they needed to. One tier, the cops got a call from a scared mom that her daughter was, like, not responding, and she was afraid that she was, like, passed out at our party. Turns out the girl was just having a great time downstairs, and her phone was dead. Better, of course, the cops pull up to the front door. I go, yeah. Let's get to the bottom of this right away. I walk him through the worse, through multiple floors of the party. There's, like, alcohol, drugs, all of that everywhere. But I told the cops, hey. You guys are probably gonna see some stuff you don't wanna see. I just wanna make sure that we make sure that this girl's alright. Follow me. And the cops really appreciated that. At the end of the day, they're not trying to be dicks. They're not trying to ruin everyone's college experience and ruin the party. They just wanna make sure people are safe. So when the cops come inside and they see shit like this, they're gonna be like, bro, what the fuck? They're gonna start asking people questions. But if these guys would've all just bad their shirts on and they were worst, like, hanging out talking or even better, they just walked outside like they were supposed to when the fire alarm went off, none of this would have went down. This makes it look like there was some satanic, like, horrible ritual going on. They were probably just, like, getting yelled at downstairs with their shirts off, maybe sprayed with water or something. It's really not that bad. At the end of the day, these were the types of things that I have the best memories of back in college. If you're not in Greek life or if you didn't do Greek life, you're just not gonna understand. It's like the equivalent of getting yelled at it and doing push ups and shit when you're in the military. It's holistically supposed to be a fun, good experience. Obviously, you shouldn't be getting, like, fucking beat up or anything like that or forced to drink, but that's a different story.