Abstract
Postscripts in literary studies always strike me as odd. They tend to summarize and, paradoxically, to enjoin fellow scholars to continue a particular line of inquiry. That is especially true of this short study, in which I have argued that the correspondences I am making are unique to my interests and life-experiences. Initially, that may seem pointlessly introspective; however, anecdotal conversations with students and fellow scholars have convinced me that what I am doing here is more than just engaging in Looney Tunes-like flights of fancy. It is entirely normal to catalogue literary experiences, to align certain texts and characters