my frat at Stanford didnt use paddles during my time (snicker). I was appointed “overseer’ a few years ago, but I was too lazy to travel there for hell week (s).
My fraternity did have a paddling ceremony, it was only one swat per person.
It started with the pledges hitting their big brother, then the pledges got beaten.
Most of the pledges in my class were going easy on their big brother hoping he would return the favor.
When it got my turn, I was thinking BS, it’s only one swat can’t hurt that much, so I hit my big brother as hard as I could, after that it was on.
Some of the others decided to go bare ass, blood was drawn that night, great fun it was...