His interest was in interest rates, and he hadn't given military economics much thought.
He suggested I see Dr. Wessey, who once did a paper on War Trade Agreements during World War II.
He might be able to help me. Before I could say anything else, he grabbed my hand and shook it.
He had been glad to meet me, but there were some notes he had to assemble for a lecture. And then he was gone.
The same thing happened when I tried to discuss Chaucer with an American literature specialist,
questioned an Orientalist about the Trobriand Islanders,
and tried to focus on the problems of automation-caused unemployment with a social psychologist
who specialized in public opinion polls on adolescent behavior.
They would always find excuses to slip away, afraid to reveal the narrowness of their knowledge.
How different they seem to be now. And how foolish I was ever to have thought that professors were intellectual giants.
They're people—and afraid the rest of the world will find out.
And Alice is a person too—a woman, not a goddess—and I'm taking her to the concert tomorrow night.
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