Be it accident or intention, student papers are funny sometimes, and I’m assigning credit here, not fault.
It’s a grind, the Student Life.
How to survive? Yet another paper? Yet another deadline? Lofty and lowly expectations fused, asunder! Totally forgotten.
What else to do? You stick to the facts:
[Margaret] Mead was a woman who wore capes, was flamboyant, and although maimed at one point, had a lesbian affair with Ruth Benedict (2nd year Anthropology paper circa 2007 ).
 Although I cite this, there is everything in me that keeps on wishing it were I who had the power to write it. Awkwardly tensed, confused sentences aside. Astride…?