When you get down to it, you do a graduate English degree out of love. As
@Shadow Fox has neatly outlined, you do it because you love the English language, its history, the engineering of it, what has been done with it and what can be done with it -- or, as Sweet tried to pull off, you do it because (well, he loved the idea of a perpetual student lifestyle, and) you love every damn word that dribbles out of your own mouth.
People drop out of master's programs before they ever even have to think about their candidacy exam or thesis committee. It's not always the people you would expect. A very smart friend of mine reevaluated her life after orthopedic surgery and is now a children's librarian in Minneapolis. Her equally clever friend dropped off the radar altogether and was last seen having many, many kids and dogs. A prototype SJW who was perfectly intelligent but perpetually angry probably just exploded after reading the nth poem by a dead white man. I just wonder on what basis Sweet even got
in, because he was doomed by his own qualities to drop out. Was ASU that hard up for money from whatever source -- the scholarship money, or however he paid for it? Did they just kind of automatically pull from their own English undergrad pool? (That would be weird, because it looks
far better on an academic CV to do subsequent degrees at a different school than your previous alma mater, especially master's and the unattainable-to-Sweet Ph.D.) I wonder if
@Dr. Merkwurdichliebe 's sources might have anything to say about that. (A friend of mine in Germany confirms that the "strange" in "Strangelove" really ought to be "merkwürdig." Sorry. Sorry. If I hadn't been an English major, after reading the last few posts above mine, I would probably know how to make a group for former English majors.)