Nice guy as Bernard was, a little self absorbed should never be held against anyone who had to grow up in France, no? But many loved him, and he definitely was cool. Except for his annoyingly lame reading of Marx. For someone who enjoyed reading closely – his own writing for example – his drift from reading Marx can only be regretted.
Nevertheless, getting back into taking another look, I am enjoying Solange Manche’s piece in Radical Philosophy, not least as I get quoted alongside Tom Bunyard:
Pretty sure that is not really what I said, but the paper itself is surely worth a look