NOTHING IS MORE ODIOUS NOWADAYS, MORE HUMANLY ODIOUS, MORE HUMILIATING THAN TO WATCH A MODERN FRENCHMAN CALLED LITERATE, TO SNEER AT A TEXT, A WORK… ANY BEAST NEXT DOOR HAS A NOBLE, PATHETIC AND DEEPLY MOVING ALLURE. BUT LOOK AT THIS BRAVADO, SO INDECENT OF SUFFICIENCY, OBSCENE OF BRAGGING MUFLERY, SO OVERSHADOWED BY STUBBORNNESS, AS IT IS OVERWHELMING…. WHAT ELSE CAN I EXPLAIN TO HIM? ANSWER HIM?… .. HE KNOWS EVERYTHING!… .. HE’S INCURABLE! IF HE GOT HIS BACCALAUREATE THEN HE’S NOT EVEN APPROACHABLE ANYMORE. THE PEACOCK IS NO LONGER HIS COUSIN. ANYTHING THAT MAY EVEN VAGUELY RESEMBLE SOME POETIC INTENTION BECOMES A PERSONAL INSULT TO HIM.