(Nevermind..I can imagine how..) ;-)
Daddy got him in.
He resigned from V.L. the week before finals.
Side note: some large fraction (70%?) of the D-school students in 1968 lived in one of the dorms in Kissam Quad. We freshmen inhabited the other 5 (it was only a 'quad' because it was rectangular in shape; there were and still are 6 buildings in it).
Even when, in later years, involuntarily associating with sundry Marxists, I have never to this day met a group of 'graduate' students, exactly none of whom could follow a simple syllogism. 'Socrates is a man. All men are mortal. What can you conclude from these premises?' In some huge majority of cases, having asked this Q, you'd get a blank look from the DeeBees back then.
Yet Gork managed to flunk out of this 'graduate' school. Hmmmm. I guess we must postulate that there actually IS no upper limit to incompetence.