Harold Bloom Accusations

>groped her in 1983
WOW
BIG
FUCKING
DEAL

He's not gay. He's just Harold Bloom.

>She said that what she alleged Bloom did was not harassment, either legally or emotionally, and she did not think herself a "victim", but that she had harbored this secret for 21 years. Explaining why she had finally gone public with the charges, Wolf wrote, "I began, nearly a year ago, to try—privately—to start a conversation with my alma mater that would reassure me that steps had been taken in the ensuing years to ensure that unwanted sexual advances of this sort weren't still occurring. I expected Yale to be responsive. After nine months and many calls and e-mails, I was shocked to conclude that the atmosphere of collusion that had helped to keep me quiet twenty years ago was still intact—as secretive as a Masonic lodge.
hoe is literally insane

jew v feminist

I cant decide who I want to lose more

it's like the Spanish civil war again
just make some popcorn, pull up a lawn chair and watch out for arterial spray

He has a wife and kids lol. He just admires man-love like any aesthetician.

>more than two decades earlier, by touching her thigh
what a fucking cunt...

>"I refuse to even use the name of this person. I call her Dracula's daughter, because her father was a Dracula scholar. I have never in my life been indoors with Dracula's daughter. When she came to the door of my house unbidden, my youngest son turned her away. Once, I was walking up to campus, and she fell in with me and said, 'May I walk with you, Professor Bloom?' I said nothing."
Bloom is eternally based.

Bloomsama is too old for this shit even if he had done it (and he of course didn't)

>be Harold Bloom
>in office writing latest masterpiece about Hart Crane's suicide being gnostic in nature
>students comes in to talk
>Have conversation about the chronology of Shakespeare increasing hamlet's penile girth in each revision
>lunch bell rings
>remove triple stack bologna sandwich from wind in the willows lunch box
>top layer slides off
>lands on female students leg
>go to grab it
>female student pulls back
>she wants it
>"oh, you want it don't you?" I say slyly, looking her straight in the eyes with a smile
>student is shaking
>I won't let her have my bologna
>pull off the bologna
>student starts crying and runs away
>lecture other students about how the first 5 books of the Old Testament were written by a woman, but I still would let her have my bologna
>student still complaining about it 35 years later

*gropes you*