As I pushed my way through the crowded dance floor at Levels Nightclub last Sunday night, I was surrounded by flashing lights, powerful bass, and the enthralled voices of festive college students, seeking release from a long week of classes. Amidst an atmosphere that was seemingly light-hearted, I noticed something malicious.
An obviously intoxicated college-aged female leaned shakily against the back wall. Her eyelids drooped and her knees bent precariously. Overcome in drunken fervor, she was defenseless. Appalled, I watched as a male patron of the club pressed himself against her, attempted to fondle her, and kissed her pervasively. Even in her incoherence, she attempted to turn her away from her assailant’s intruding lips. Read more »