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14. One of the questions posed by this book is: "Is it worth ruining so man=
y lives to punish guys who got carried away for an hour?" [p. 284]. What is=
 your own answer? If it is "no," do you believe that such leniency should a=
pply in all similar cases?


Lefkowitz's sweeping narrative, informed by more than 200 interviews and si=
x years of research, recreates a murky adolescent world that parents didn't=
 - or wouldn't - see: a high school dominated by a band of predatory athlet=
es; a teenage culture where girls were frequently abused and humiliated at =
sybaritic and destructive parties; and a town that continued to embrace its=
 celebrity athletes-despite the havoc they created-as "our guys". The clash=
 of cultures and values that divided Glen Ridge, Lefkowitz writes, still di=
vides the country.



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Lefkowitz, Bernard. Our Guys: The Glen Ridge Rape and the Secret Life of th=
e Perfect Suburb. University of California Press, 1997. Reprint New York: N=
otable Trials Library, 1998. Introduction by Alan M. Dershowitz. xi, 443 pp=
. pp. Quarter-calf, gilt, raised bands, marbled endpapers, edges gilt, ribb=
on marker. Fine. $35. * It was a crime that captured national attention. In=
 the idyllic suburb of Glen Ridge, New Jersey, four of the town's most popu=
lar high school athletes were accused of raping a retarded young woman whil=
e nine of their teammates watched. Everyone was riveted by the question: Wh=
at went wrong in this seemingly flawless American town? In search of the an=
swer, Bernard Lefkowitz takes the reader behind Glen Ridge's manicured faca=
de into the shadowy basement that was the scene of the rape, into the mansi=
ons on "Millionaire's Row," into the All-American high school, and finally =
into the courtroom where justice itself was on trial. Lefkowitz's sweeping =
narrative, informed by more than 200 interviews and six years of research, =
recreates a murky adolescent world that parents didn't-or wouldn't-see: a h=
igh school dominated by a band of predatory athletes; a teenage culture whe=
re girls were frequently abused and humiliated at sybaritic and destructive=
 parties, and a town that continued to embrace its celebrity athletes-despi=
te the havoc they created-as "our guys." But that was not only true of Glen=
 Ridge; Lefkowitz found that the unqualified adulation the athletes receive=
d in their town was echoed in communities throughout the nation. Glen Ridge=
 was not an aberration. The clash of cultures and values that divided Glen =
Ridge, Lefkowitz writes, still divides the country. Parents, teachers, and =
anyone concerned with how children are raised, how their characters are for=
med, how boys and girls learn to treat each other, will want to read this i=
mportant book.


Parties could turn ugly when the adolescent partygoers decided they would u=
se the party as a vehicle to hurt, one way or another, the party-giver, who=
 in almost every case was a young woman. These scenes became known among th=
e youth of Glen Ridge as "revenge" parties. The specific reason for the pun=
ishment seemed less important than the opportunity to hurt the girl. "If yo=
u're a girl and they don't respect you and they don't like you, forget it,"=
 said one of Chris Archer's wrestling teammates. This wrestler and other Jo=
cks described what had happened to one of the Jocks' Little Mothers when sh=
e drank too much at a party. Like a bag of garbage, the girl was dumped in =
a closet as the party wound down; the guys locked the closet door and left =
her confined in the dark to gag on her vomit. Again, the Jocks noted the in=
cident in the yearbook as one of the bright moments of their school years.


Kids who weren't in the cafeteria when Mary Ryan issued her invitation hear=
d about it soon enough, and word traveled swiftly to students in other comm=
unities. February was the wrestling season, and high school wrestlers for m=
iles around were told of the impending party. That's how it worked. Wrestle=
rs told wrestlers; cheerleaders told cheerleaders in other towns. Why so mu=
ch excitement? Parties with parents absent were not uncommon. But this one =
had the makings of something special. For Glen Ridge kids, the big attracti=
on was that Mary Ryan, a tuition student, lived just across the town border=
 in East Orange. They thought that if the cops busted the party, the guys' =
parents were less likely to find out. "When you got out of Glen Ridge, you =
go crazy," one of the athletes recalled. "There are no neighbors to stop yo=
u or tell your mother."


Instead of on Saturday, the party began spontaneously on Friday, February 1=
3. By sundown every parking space for three blocks around the Ryans' house =
was taken. There were kids from Caldwell, Montclair, Bloomfield and Verona.=
 From private schools and public schools, from middle school and high schoo=
l. There were older guys who had graduated three or four years ago. There w=
ere even kids from East Side High School in Newark. There were Jocks and Gu=
idos and Giggers, cheerleaders and majorettes, and even a few "band fags." =
There were girls who looked too young to get into a movie alone and some wh=
o seemed old enough to be married and have kids. There were kids who brough=
t bottles, and kids who lugged cases of beer on their shoulders, and some w=
ho rolled kegs up the front steps into the kitchen.


They started taking the furniture apart. Within an hour the legs had been b=
roken off everything that was standing -- coffee tables, kitchen chairs and=
 table, side tables. A couple of guys got the idea of using a leg from the =
kitchen table as a battering ram. One-two-three -- charge. The leg smashed =
through the plasterboard, leaving a hole the size of a saucer. Back up and =
start all over. The hold got bigger and bigger, maybe two, three feet in di=
ameter. Okay, let's start on the other wall.


One wall was covered floor to ceiling with a bamboo stand to hold decorativ=
e objects. The stand had been attached to the wall. "Betcha can't break tha=
t in half," one Jock challenged another. As if he were working out in the s=
chool exercise room, the other Jock stood with his back to the bamboo, his =
arms raised behind his shoulders. A deep breath and pull. The entire bamboo=
 stand, with everything that rested on it, came crashing to the floor. A fe=
w minutes later some guys were breaking pieces of the bamboo over their hea=
ds and using them as swords in make-believe duels.


Chris Archer took the basement. People who were there remembered him rushin=
g down the stairs with a can of spray paint in his hand and spraying every =
wall with painted graffiti. Another Jock, partygoers recalled, charged upst=
airs, followed by a pack of football players and wrestlers. First thing the=
y did was dismantle Mary's parents' bed. One kid had the idea of setting th=
e mattress on fire, but another thought that was a stupid idea since it was=
 a waterbed. Let's puncture it, one guy suggested, and start a flood. Some =
guys began stabbing it with a screwdriver and a kitchen knife.






Other kids carried the bed frame to the top of the landing and, using it as=
 a makeshift toboggan, tried to slide down the stairs. But the frame was to=
o wide to make for a level ride. The kids smashed all the balusters that he=
ld up the stair rail. Now there was enough room. The guys sat on the frame,=
 their legs straddling the sides, and slid down the slope.

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