Damn, what a load of imperialist crap, and a dishonor to Whitman, who was of course a great poet (though not greater than, say, Emily Dickinson). Bloom has long been a Shakespeare fetishist, going on and on and on about how Willy the Shakes is the be-all and end-all of human experience. So now he's moved on to Walt the Whit.
This must be part of the ideological life-cycle of the Yale professoriat - first decades of seething, never-satisfied British-envy, and finally the late breakthrough to a safely neutralized and canonic American, whose settler colonialism and patriarchal mannerisms can be reclaimed wholesale for the age of the Terror War.
-- DRR