From The Globe and Mail:

Lawrence went out for his high school’s hockey team. It was a tradition with the team that for the first month the veterans would regularly demean the new players. Criticizing their on-ice skills, but mainly making derisive comments – always obscene – about their manhood.

Lawrence knew this was part of the standard hazing ritual that went with being on the team. Still, he felt humiliated when they did it and was glad when it was over.

But he also couldn’t wait until next year when he would have his turn – with the next crop of rookies.

There is a definite philosophy that underlies hazing: It says that being the target of humiliation – where you actually suffer – is somehow good for you. It makes you a better person. It “builds character.” ...


From the Toronto Globe and Mail

You’ve had a really hard day. The printer failed and you had to spend an hour – which you couldn’t spare – on the phone with IT. Your back started acting up again. Andrea was going crazy about the Trundley account. And that was all before lunchtime.

The afternoon was worse. A 45-minute meeting became two hours. You missed a half-dozen client calls. The car’s making weird, expensive-sounding noises. Oh, right – and the dog got out. Perfect.

“Dad, there’s no bread. How am I supposed to make a sandwich for myself if there’s no bread? You have to go out and get bread.”

“Austin, I’ve had a really hard day. I just need you to cut me some slack right now. Okay?”

“But I want a sandwich. I always eat a sandwich when I come home from school. You know that.” ...