Beilharz Peter

When the Emperor departs, there is often mourning, and some gloating. Is this an interregnum? Was Zygmunt Bauman an emperor? I don’t think so. He was a latecomer to fame, a reluctant celebrity, hopeless at the ten-second grab. Understanding, as he would say, does not come in bite-sized pieces. His was an untidy prominence. He […]