(memoir of an experiment at university, 1972) Fortunate in those favoured years that teachers were needed and males being given preference, I skidded in. First of my family to go to Uni, I was failing Psych. To circumvent shame I took the offer: for marks I’d be a lab rat. A test of first year males assessed I was of that unusual subset— the submissive type—a promising field for study. A PhD tilted there. Gender was the “variable”. The “she” was white-coated, goggled in heavy-frame spectacles, a clipboard like a shield. Unspeaking, sexless, her hair drawn back, disembodied as a…