For the Ramparts.
“It wasn’t an ischemic attack. It wasn’t a seizure. You saw the x-rays. . There was clearly something anterior to the larynx that looked like a laryngal sack. That’s strictly simian. I obviously regressed! To some quasi-simian creature.”
They revoke my Ph.D.
I had been practicing a questionable mode of pedagogy. I had been writing a toxic strain of theory.
Now I have to return the University so that I can get my degree back and salvage my identity.
Primordial.