At the end, we are led to believe that the narrator has discovered his true interests and now enjoys green eggs and ham. But does he? Has he discovered his true tastes, or has he simply been forced under duress to accept a fundamentally unfair conclusion? Why do we assume that a green eggs and ham-liking narrator is in fact better off? Rather than simply accept the superiority of the outcome, future research should adopt a more critical stance, and at least take seriously the possibility that the narrator had good reasons for resisting the green eggs and ham. When the narrator in the end admits that “I will eat them ANYWHERE! [caps in original],” this can be read as such an extreme capitulation to the hegemony represented by Sam-I-Am that it becomes almost subversive of itself. Future research might inquire more deeply into the operation of such hegemony, using this implied critique as a point of entry.The author is, in fact, considered one of the leading academic commentators on the Middle East and lives just down the road. There is a metaphor in here, somewhere.