Living children, dead children

Tam-tam. And tantrum, they say they'll remove screens from schools.

Yes, this: the spelling, the bad-sua-everything, the so-so-semenfotismo, the fussiness... The everything and the nothing. Cat, Son Goku, and the sun-kissed chard photosynthesizing. But some humans, whose only title is an Anís del Mono label, think otherwise. because-I-am-worth-it. I-am-not-a-fool. Yo-yo. Yes-yes. Ihás-ihós factories. Serial donkeys who think they're clever and can't even make an o with a tube. They come as standard. Lobotomized at home. Tuned heads delivered to your door. In many families, the pedagogical para-farce begins. And in school, this can't be fixed with a sledgehammer or turpentine. And if you also screw up kerosene as a teaching method... It's been going on for a long time.

What's happening is that from kindergarten to university we have students who are well prepared existentially, emotionally, academically, with effort... And faced with the avalanche of illiterates that surround them, they close themselves off, isolate themselves, give up, go crazy... This is what happens: what many of us have learned, we have learned, what we have learned, comes from country: family, school, work, street, cloud, sensory membrane... The division between some family and school educations and others is total. Two roads, perhaps still parallel, but that no longer touch and are separating, moving away...

In 1994 I started having everything against me at the Blanquerna Faculty of Communication. All I had was the pedagogy of illusion, adventure, fragility, strength, energy. It's been thirty years since the first graduating class, and Miquel Tresserres, the first dean, has a few words for those of us who are now hanging on the existential tightrope. But that's always necessary. Speak up, Miquel: "To participate as passionate actors in the university banquet, in the banquet that is life. Each person's story is an epic tale of surprises and unexpected events... The banquet and the battle of life. Where communication informs and deceives at the same time. Half-measures and lies never stop, and in the passionate banquet of life we learn that the best moments are those of interpersonal communication: frank, free, intelligent. We wouldn't know how to live in a world that is too still." Thank you.

There is a pedagogy that teaches just the opposite: that there is no banquet or battle in life. That it is necessary to learn to be still. Flat encephalogram. Vegetable identity. Prescribers of emptiness. Lazy people pretending to be workers. Clever people without letters. Emotional drug addicts. Dictators of happiness. Existential illiterates. Because there is a pedagogy of the living and a pedagogy of the dead. We need people, not corpses. Because children should not die, neither in the present nor in the future. Because that's how everything dies: without the pedagogy of feasting and combat.