Maybe it's because I'm odd, but I also found it very funny and rather familiar. I could see such happen in the present day, if a lodge ever bothered to hold a public procession, anymore. Let's face it, there are brothers who love the tipple, good clergy, men of both incompassable girth and generousity, and all the rest. As for fist-fights... A lot of research has shown that American society has become progressively less and less violent over the centuries, so frequency of violence in the Lodge of 250 years ago probably merely reflected frequency of violence in society at large.