labours on the margins of a self-imposed irrelevancy at Queen's University.
There as a latter day Don Quixote, he jousts mightily with the reigning
dragons of Canadian academe, disturbing their Hartzian dreams with the
specter of early Canadian Marxists who keep wandering outside the damn
paradigm. Postmodernists, failing to recognize either Hartz or Marx, look
puzzled. The dragons, holding their fire for meatier prey, emit a distant
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