There are two parallel worlds, that of normal people and that of politics. Sometimes they meet, as has happened this year in the university entrance exams, to which we refer by their full name in case we do not understand each other with the acronyms. Well thought, this could be a question for future evaluations, since we did not get to this one in time: put together each abbreviation with its definition, starting with those of the education laws since the world has been, that is, since this writer the EGB began and continued with the BUP and the COU, and ending now with the capital letters recital also known as selectivity. Why don't we just call it that? Too selective.
(The idea of the initials is from a tweet by And that meteorite that doesn't arrive! alias).
In Valencia they submitted texts by José Antonio Primo de Rivera and Queipo de Llano for comment, and not in the archeology section. The generational question was as marked in the tweets as in the jobs that await future graduates when the AI picks up its head.
Some adults wondered if they couldn't have looked for a more normal text, others answered that history must be known in order not to repeat it, while for the examinees the question was quite another: What parts of the agenda are going to fall? If the personal is political, in the PAU the political is personal because you risk your future on an exam. But how right Eva is: "The EBAU is a m... but enjoy it, because it is the last exam in which you know what you might fall for."
The succession of tweets in which these young people show their fear, their anxiety, their desire that it has happened, or their fear that it will arrive, the subjects they know and those that give them nightmares, is endearing. Several generations have also experienced the same thing, but the relief was in petit committee, on the stairs or corridors of the institute. Now the networks magnify it, but they also relativize it thanks to the festival of memes in which they are the protagonists. Take a look, there they are, natural.
It is also normal, if not natural, that during the electoral period everything lends itself to a joke. For example, the tweet from the President of the Government wishing the examinees the best of luck, with answers like Irene's: "If you tell me what falls, I'll vote for you", or Sergio's: "Tomorrow I have an electromagnetism exam, wish me luck too ”. “You have done a great job, and there is only one last effort left”, concludes Sánchez. Anyone would say that he is thinking about something else ...