Along with American Studies programs, which are often their subsidiaries, English departments have tended to become intellectual nursing homes where old ideas go to die. If one is still looking for that living relic, the fully subscribed Marxist, one is today less likely to find him in an Economics or History Department than in an English Department, where he will still be taken seriously. He finds a home there because English departments are less concerned with the consideration of literature per se than with what novels, poems, plays and essays—after being properly X-rayed, frisked, padded down, like so many suspicious-looking air travelers—might yield on the subjects of race, class and gender. "How would [this volume] be organized," one of its contributors asks, "if race, gender, disability, and sexuality were not available?"Take a look at the rest of his review. Worth a read, if you have a spare couple of minutes.
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The death of American literature?
WHAT KILLED AMERICAN LIT: Joseph Epstein reviews The Cambridge History of the American Novel and observes that academic English departments have become places where old ideas go to die.