Another Yank at Oxford — Part 6

First Year Women Troubles

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I had the great good fortune to be able to attend Oxford University as an undergraduate from 1975 to 1978. I essentially talked my way into the university without taking the entrance exam, completing my ‘A’ levels or going through the central clearing system for university applications in the UK, then known as UCCA and, these days, UCAS. What I was able to do is not possible today.

My first year was a disaster when it came to interactions with the fair sex. In my first term, I did a lot of dating as I mentioned, but only had one intimate encounter. That was with an American woman graduate student from New Orleans. She was a member of St. Hilda’s, so maybe the joke in the preceding chapter was true.

St, Hilda’s overlooking the Cherwell — University of Oxford

I spent little time with this girl, but it made a significant impact on my thinking as regards over-educating bourgeois females and the time-honored problem of males being able to read women’s signals. On the principal evening of our intimate encounter, Marcia said if she could have a past life she would be an Hetaira.

The Hetaira were educated courtesans in Ancient Greece; they specialized in anal…