Agreed.  Oddly enough, when I was in university and hitting the bars was the only time I've ever truly experienced direct violence. Even now, in my middle age, when I walk by bars on the way home from work on a Friday or Saturday night, are the only times I truly experience any real risk or altercations.

The last time I was hit was when a group of us went out at 22, and my girlfriend got hammered and openly hit on her ex boyfriend right in front of me. He got it into his head he was going home with her, she changed her mind and regretted the flirting part way through the night, and the next thing you know he's kicking me in the face because I was going to end up with the girl and he was furious.

Sure, I shouldn't have been assaulted, but clearly going out as a group to get drunk with her ex-boyfriend, who was only in town for one night, was a really dumb decision ... on both our parts.