Foxfield, Big Brother and the Truth
It seems like almost every year the police make a huge deal about how this year is going to be different, about how Foxfield will ruin your career if you break the law. Well, unless I have been living blind, in a shelter, veiled in secrecy, a huge number of people break the law at Foxfield.
Of the 24,000 people who visit Foxfield each spring, only 85 people were arrested. If anyone does the math on that means that less than 0.4% of the people out there were caught breaking the law. 84 of those people were in the student section. So, let’s figure this one out.
Let’s say half of the 24,000 are in the Foxfield section, and about half of those are underage. That means about 6,000 people will be illegally drinking at Foxfield. If 84 of 6,000 arrests were made, that means about 1.5% of those breaking the law were caught. This doesn’t include people who are DUIing or people who are doing public intoxication type things.
Hmmmmm….seriously?!
So, if you get arrested, please note: you are REALLY unlucky. Breakdown of those trying to arrest you:
81 Albemarle County Police
31 ABC Agents
17 Officers from the Sheriff Department
3 Bicycle Offices
110 RMC Private Security Officials
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Grand Total: 242 People Trying to Get You
On another note, don’t resist arrest like this guy! People, the bottomline is this: We know you are going to break the law, but don’t drink and drive, don’t act like an asshole and you will be alright. Remember to read our great Foxfield preview!
[via InRich. Pic.]
DISCLAIMER: We don’t encourage or support any illegal activities during Foxfield.
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Ahhh, prom season. Just the word probably causes all of us to simultaneously sigh or shudder, or if you a had prom night like mine, think of siphoning gas into the world’s most charmingly junked out Jeep Grand Wagoneer and wishing that you had opted against pantyhose. We swayed to embarrassing rituals, a certain sense of an oppressive right of passage, and the bittersweet pictures posed in front of a charred fireplace while looking very much like a caricature of the adults we hoped to become, all in the vain hope of the true reason for the night: after-prom. While prom might bring flowers and rentals of all kinds to my mind, after-prom conjure up Tori Spelling getting drunk in a red hoop skirt dress on prom night in Beverly Hills, every single after-school special on sex ed, and my friend M who said that she and her friends had something of a de-flowering party in a hotel resplendent with a heart-shaped tub and silky sheets. For Charlottesville schools, the kids have a much better, and might I say, classier option, and we have a chance to do some of-age boozing to support it. 