, James argues that the real genius was actually Sir Henry Neville.
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However, defended herself fiercely. In interviews with the BBC and The Guardian , she stated that the academic establishment had a financial and emotional investment in the Stratford man. "If you have spent thirty years teaching Shakespeare," she said, "you do not want to admit you have been teaching the wrong biography." , James argues that the real genius was