The PASSING on of Professor John Bardill last week drives me back 48 years into my country, the Mountain Kingdom.
This is where the late John Bardill cut his teeth as a lecturer of political science. I was a first-year student at the National University of Lesotho and for four years, until 1980, when I completed my junior degree, Bardill had not only lectured me, but was ever present in the community and activities of the university. His primary task was to lecture.
Then smoking was allowed, so the lecture theatre, which was always full as he plied his trade and conscientised us through the works of Magubane, Wolpe and Legassick, through the works of Nkrumah, Nyerere’s Ujamaa, Kenyatta’s Mau Mau into Marx and Lenin’s work, was how the youthful,…
