It's like the manager of humanism sent in Renaut in the bottom of the ninth inning to save it from the forces of anithumanism, and Renaut is a bit like Manny Rivera. This defense of a new kind of subject/individual/autonomous actor is a subtle argument and goes in many interesting directions (Heidegger, Cassirer, Leibniz, Nietzsche, Descartes, etc...). While the topic is complex, Renaut is fairly conscientious about being clear to his reader as much as possible, a virtue lacking in most French writers of the same period. Well worth the effort.