Nick Summers and Chris Beam, editors of Ivygate (and 02138 contributors) write in the Washington Post about college sex.

What can college kids expect—and parents fear?

...They’ll be gettin’ some. Literally — some. As in, a medium amount.

…Improbably, it’s a recent comedy — a movie whose plot turns on vomit, penis art and a fake ID issued to one Mr. McLovin — that gets it right. Next to “I Am Charlotte Simmons,” “Superbad” is nothing less than a documentary of our time. The story of two best friends on the eve of college, it nails how our generation’s culture really is based on drinking and hookups — but also how at the end of the night, even with girls who are eager and boys who score booze, sex remains elusive.

Vomit also plays an important role, as it probably should, in college drinking, according to Daniela Deane in WashPo, who tells of how her college student son got drunk and puked on a nice chair she bought him. Whoops!

I’ve been doing a lot of soul-searching — and the cushion incident only made matters worse. Have my husband and I been too permissive, hostages to our own upbringing? Did we give these boys too much credit for knowing when enough is enough?

Soul-searching turned into researching, though, and what I found actually quieted my anxious heart. Despite the headlines, the truth is that drinking among college students has decreased. And young people’s attitudes about drinking and driving have changed, too, with many of them much more reluctant to get behind the wheel after imbibing.

Hmmmm. Has anyone considered the possibility that college students are having less sex because sometimes, when you’re young and a bit nervous, it helps to be a little looped?