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Michael Crow has made ASU's frat boys his bitches.

"It is," 35 voices say in unison.

A list of all the pledges about to be inducted into D-Chi is read aloud, slowly. When his name is read, each pledge is visibly pleased with a grin.

Future Delti Chi members pledge themselves into a new, tamer existence as frat boys.
Future Delti Chi members pledge themselves into a new, tamer existence as frat boys.
Call their bluff: Wanna-be Delta Chis gather for a rather 
austere take on fraternity life.
Call their bluff: Wanna-be Delta Chis gather for a rather austere take on fraternity life.

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The boys are asked to raise their right hands. And the oath begins.

"Say I, then pronounce your last name, and repeat after me," a Delta Chi alum instructs the pledges.

"I vow on my word of honor/as an associate member of the Delta Chi fraternity/to keep inviolate the secrets of Delta Chi./I promise to accept and uphold my responsibilities as an associate member in Delta Chi./I will conduct myself with honor and as a gentleman/so as to reflect credit upon myself/and esteem upon my associates./This threefold obligation will be my constant thought/until I have gained sufficient knowledge to be initiated into full membership/as a brother in the bond of Delta Chi."

After a tedious process of fastening the Delta Chi pledge pin to the shirt pockets of the newly inducted, the Kappa Kappa Gamma girls take their seats, and are treated to a rousing rendition of the Delta Chi song of brotherhood. Arms around each other, they sway back and forth, some struggling to remember the words.

Finally, it's over, and they go to the Bamboo Club for dinner.

Carlos Villicana sticks around for a few minutes to gather the D-Chi handbook, the extra pins and "Cornerstones." His duty is done for the night. Maybe.

"So when do the whippings begin?" Villicana is asked.

"About midnight, right in the center of the courtyard."

Sadly, he's joking.

E-mail joe.watson@newtimes.com, or call 602-744-6557.

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