Thursday, February 26, 2004

The anxiety of a canonical harassment
Naomi Wolf, author of The Beauty Myth and feminist, has accused Harold Bloom, the most eminent literary critic of our time, of sexually harassing her during her undergraduate days at Yale two decades ago. According to Wolf (see her accusatory essay which appeared in the gossipy New York Metro), Bloom put his hand on her thigh when she was consulting him with her poetry manuscript.

Bloom is mum about the matter (he probably has more books waiting to be read in his private reading list of Western canon), but Camille Paglia has taken up the cudgels for him and attacked Wolf:

"It really grates on me that Naomi Wolf for her entire life has been batting her eyes and bobbing her boobs in the face of men and made a profession out of courting male attention."

I never knew literary criticism could be this, er, exciting.

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