Who said "there's something rotten in the kingdom of Letters"? No courage to go look, so much does the formula express an obvious truth. Here is a "Petit Classique Larousse" that was commissioned from me in 1984 by Jacques Demougin, eager to relaunch a collection that had become dusty, by introducing authors and especially works that had become classics without the school institution noticing.
See the audacity: proposing for the first time to young readers an edition of Ubu roi analyzed and commented on, with questions touching on the understanding and interpretation of a masterpiece of modern theater!
Far from being iconoclastic, my purpose was well received, immediately imitated by all school and extracurricular editions, to the point that I stopped collecting them. Until the day when, quite by chance, I discovered the same Ubu roi under a new cover, published in the same collection by other authors (they must have been two to do a bad deed) who had not warned me, nor had the Larousse editions, which I hold solely responsible for the misdeed.
In France, the contract binding the publisher and the author is formal: it belongs to the first to warn the author of a work of any editorial event concerning him. And, whatever transformations the book undergoes, the author retains an inalienable moral right. Having no desire to start a lawsuit with such scoundrels, I therefore entrust the product of my own work to the public's curiosity, who will judge for themselves what fate should have been reserved for it.