With the start-up of the Parcoursup machinery, the idea of transmission lives a kind of capitulation. The categorization of children and the generalization of screens combine to empty education of the flesh that constitutes it.
"Yes, yes, but yes, school is over," Sheila sang at the top of her voice, throwing – a crime that could not happen today without arousing the indignation of thousands of online vigilantes in the moment – stacks of sheets of paper to the four winds.