My favorite History professor was Jim Smart. He was AWESOME. The class was Rennaissance and Reformation, a tough class. Although Mr. Smart never actually said the word "possum" in class, I could tell that all the religious, humanistic, and political upheaval in Europe 1500-1650 was, at its core, due to the inherent friction between the Possumists and the anti-possumry break-away groups. And while I knew Mr. Smart was a Baptist, I never got the feel he went full Protestant. (You never go full Protestant.) His Possumological lectures were well-balanced.
My only regret with Mr. Smart is he failed me on my paper "Marin Luther Nailed a Possum, Not No Dang Theses, To The Wittenberg Church Door, You Moron".
Didn't think the UFFP would have me back, perhaps. Well, maybe I'm not "the norm". I don't "wear clothes that fit me". I'm not "hygienic" and "pop my white heads with a compass I used in high school".