There is, however, something authentic in what pushes students and high school students to demonstrate. We did not make enough of the deterioration of our cultural environment in the 1980s. These young people were between 8 and 14 years old in 1981. They are the children of stupid rock, the schoolchildren of educational vulgarity, the bliss of Coluche and Renaud fed with infra ideological soup cooked in show biz, bewildered by the saturnals of "don't touch my friend ", and, all in all, the products of Lang culture. They received a moral impregnation which made them take the bottom for the top. Nothing seems better to them than being nothing, but all together, to go nowhere. Their dream is an undifferentiated world where to vegetate warmly. They are drunk with zero degree generosity, which resembles 'love but turns against any example or draft order. All the measures that society is taking to avoid ending dissolving: selection, promotion of personal effort and individual responsibility, nationality code, fight against drugs, etc., bristles them. This return to reality is scandalous to them. They are afraid of running out of spoiled manners. That's all their revolutionary feeling. It is a youth suffering from mental AIDS. She lost her natural immunities; all decomposing viruses reach it. We wonder what is going on in their heads. Nothing, but that nothing devours them. It will have been enough five years to make such a generation in the slack. Could it be all youth ? Certainly not. Not having to woo the minus, let's dare to say that it is the dregs with which socialism makes its vinegar. »

Louis Pauwels, "The Monome of Zombies",

editorial of Figaro Magazine, December 6, 1986.

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