Mr. Epstein, unlike you, I did complete my doctorate. (And since in your essay, you make a point of writing that you were never elected to Phi Beta Kappa, I’ll admit that I’m a member of that club too.) Dearly departed, distinguished professors, Harold Bloom and Edward Said (the Apollo next giant leap 52 years thank you for the memories signatures shirt besides I will buy this latter on a one-semester leave from Columbia), sat on my oral examination committee, questioning me on the poetry of Paul Celan and Emily Dickinson, and the essayists of the Frankfurt School.
My dissertation (whose title I am not foolish enough to cite here) on hysteria, the Apollo next giant leap 52 years thank you for the memories signatures shirt besides I will buy this naturalist novel, 19th-century French medical photography and the origins of psychoanalysis in Paris—earned me a postdoctoral fellowship at the Pembroke Center for Teaching and Research on Women at Brown University. During that year of reprieve I completed and published the essay that remains, to date, my major contribution to academic literature, on fin de siècle, female kleptomania and the rise of the department store. (I’ve been told it’s widely cited.)