I’ve finally gotten around to reading Iain Gately’s Drink: A Cultural History of Alcohol, which I bought way back in June (in my defense, I bought it along with Infinite Jest, so I’ve been busy). A hundred pages in, it’s an engaging, interesting read. Most importantly, however, it offers this fraternity-resembling version of the Paternoster, from 12th-century European students:
Our Father, who art in glasses, hallowed be thy wine. May the cups of Bacchus come, may thy storm be done in wine as it is in the tavern, give us this day our bread for the devouring and forgive our great cups, as we forgive not drinking, and lead us not into the absence of wine, but deliver us from our clothing.
It’s good to know that college hasn’t changed too much.