A Russian prophetAleksandr Solzhenitsyn's life was devoted to promoting truth and human dignity -- in a world which valued them less and less.Aleksandr Isayevich Solzhenitsyn (1918-2008)
Aleksandr Isayevich Solzhenitsyn was educated as a Marxist and served with distinction in the Red Army in an artillery unit. But towards the end of World War II he made a terrible blunder. In letters to a friend which were intercepted by the censor he had made veiled criticisms of Stalin. There wasn’t much evidence, but he received an eight-year sentence anyway, followed by years of internal exile in Kazakhstan. Whatever Marxism there was in his heart evaporated as he witnessed what it was doing to Russia. He wrote his novels secretly, hardly daring to show them even to friends, lest he be betrayed and his manuscripts destroyed. Finally he broke his silence and offered One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich to the editor of the leading Soviet literary journal, Novy Mir. Nikita Khrushchev approved it personally as part of his campaign to denigrate Stalin. It was published, uncensored, in 1962. A Day in the Life was a bombshell in the Soviet Union and in the West as well. It opened the eyes of ordinary Soviet citizens to the barbarity and injustice of life under Stalin, and it confirmed Western hostility towards Communism. It is a simple, short book which relates the strategies Ivan uses to survive oppression, hunger, cold and unending toil. It is impossible to forget, not because of its historical value, but because of its humanity. For anyone who cared to read it closely, it had a positive and deeply Christian message: that the measure of a life well lived is not success or recognition, but a deepening of one’s humanity. The most sympathetic figure, for instance, is a pious Baptist, Aloyshka, who tries to persuade Ivan Denisovich that he is freer in prison because he can pray without distractions. Ivan Denisovich remains unconvinced, but nods off to sleep “pleased with life”: “The end of an unclouded day. Almost a happy one. Just one of the three thousand six hundred and fifty-three days of his sentence, from bell to bell. The extra three were for leap years.” Solzhenitsyn’s curse was that his novels were read in both East and West more as political statements than works of art. In the Soviet Union under Leonid Brezhnev, who deposed and succeeded Khruschchev, he became persona non grata. The First Circle and Cancer Ward were both smuggled out of the USSR and published in the West in 1968 to extravagant praise. In 1970 he won the Nobel Prize for Literature. By this time the Soviet leadership was fed up and in 1974 it stripped him of his citizenship and expelled him. In exile he continued writing and in 1973 appeared the first of three volumes of his act of piety to the millions who perished in Stalin’s camps, The Gulag Archipelago. Although The Gulag Archipelago became his best-known book and made him the world’s most famous Soviet dissident, many people found almost unreadable. A history, not a novel, it made bleak reading, full of endless gloom and unpronounceable names. This had the unfortunate effect of diverting many readers away from the brilliance and humanity of his other two novels about the Gulag. The First Circle is a snapshot of a camp where scientist zeks are trying to create a voice recognition machine which can identify an official who made a single subversive phone call. Cancer Ward – filled, like most Russian novels, with more characters than the Moscow phone book – uses a cancer hospital as a metaphor for the bleakness of Soviet life after Stalin. Solzhenitsyn’s great themes are the survival of good in an evil world, human dignity, the redeeming value of truth, and the importance of a spiritual dimension to life. But he was astonished to find that when he moved to the United States in 1976 that these were no more welcome there than in the Soviet Union. In his eyes, America had become weakened and corrupted by its material success. He expanded upon this in a blistering address at Harvard in 1978 – only a little while after it had granted him an honorary doctorate. But Aleksandr Isayevich was not one to be bribed with the gewgaw of academic honours. Beginning with an invocation of the Harvard motto, Veritas, truth, he hammered an establishment which had strayed from the pursuit of truth and had liberated itself from God: But should someone ask me whether I would indicate the West such as it is today as a model to my country, frankly I would have to answer negatively. No, I could not recommend your society in its present state as an ideal for the transformation of ours. Through intense suffering our country has now achieved a spiritual development of such intensity that the Western system in its present state of spiritual exhaustion does not look attractive... Six decades for our people and three decades for the people of Eastern Europe; during that time we have been through a spiritual training far in advance of Western experience. Life's complexity and mortal weight have produced stronger, deeper and more interesting characters than those produced by standardized Western well-being... It is true, no doubt, that a society cannot remain in an abyss of lawlessness, as is the case in our country. But it is also demeaning for it to elect such mechanical legalistic smoothness as you have. After the suffering of decades of violence and oppression, the human soul longs for things higher, warmer and purer than those offered by today's mass living habits, introduced by the revolting invasion of publicity, by TV stupor and by intolerable music. The resentment which greeted this caustic analysis of capitalist materialism and Enlightenment thinking may explain why Solzhenitsyn’s reputation declined quickly thereafter. His later novels, part of a gigantic historical cycle about the Russian Revolution, were largely ignored. Perhaps his powers were declining and perhaps his focus on Russia’s destiny was puzzling for Western readers. But ultimately Solzhenitsyn was sidelined because his unwavering belief that life was a battle between good and evil, between transcendent spirituality and degrading materialism, was regarded as too simplistic, even too threatening, in a society which spurned firm convictions. Solzhenitsyn regarded himself first and foremost as an artist, not as an historian or politician. He had faith that his art could liberate men from the most humiliating servitude of all, living in in the sty of their own lies. “One word of truth shall outweigh the whole world,” he said in his Nobel Prize acceptance speech. It is a message that is needed today more than ever. Michael Cook is editor of MercatorNet. |
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Phillip Flores said...I read the three volumes of Gulag and it is still one of my favourite. In one of the volumes he mentions of an American he met in the Gulag (Alexander Dolgun) and a few years later I came across a biography of his biography and was lucky enough to read it as well. Now, I have to go and look for a copy of ‘One Day In the Life...’
Australia | Wednesday, 6 August 2008 at 7:59 am
Fr. Andrew Paris said...The Gulag Archipelago “full of endless gloom”?! You must have forgotten about Solzhenitsyn’s description of how the Gulags accounted for production (figures which later entered USSR GDP accounts). I still smile when I recall his description of the Gulag timber logging operation which declared it was delivering 110% of the production quota it had been set by central planning authorities and floated it down the river to the timber mill downstream who cheerfully signed its acceptance of the logs -in actual fact they were less than half the stated delivery, the forced gangs were incapable of meeting the ambitious production quotas- and then shipped those logs, plus an extra 10% for good measure, as timber planks off to the next stage of production… and so on! Of course, the corrupt Gulag administrators collected for the whole lot so no one was going to whistle blow on anyone else.
Australia | Wednesday, 6 August 2008 at 12:34 pm
Leticia Velasquez said...During my college days in the eighties, both “One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich” and the Harvard address were required reading in the Humanities Program, where they were accepted both as literature and political statements.
Solzhenitsyn was considered by Benedictine professors and students as the prophet of our age, both to oppressive Communists, and Westerners lulled into moral complacency by the ‘bread and circuses’ of prosperity and constant banal entertainment.
We were training to follow his example of speaking the uncomfortable truths to the Culture of Death.
United States | Saturday, 9 August 2008 at 1:11 pm
Ikenna said...May the soul of one of the greatest men of the 20th century rest in peace.
Nigeria | Saturday, 9 August 2008 at 6:43 pm
Dr Susan Moore said...A few very quick comments:
Michael Cook’s article is splendid. How he managed so much so quickly, I cannot fathom.
MC’s remarks about the Gulag reflect sound literary training. As literature, Cancer Ward, First Circle, and Ivan are far superior to Gulag for the reasons briefly provided by him. This does not mean that there aren’t memorable moments in Gulag. Of course there are.
For the record: At Harvard in ‘65-’66, before my husband and I left for Australia, I audited a memorable Russian History and Politics course taught by Prof Merle Fainsod. Of course Solzhenitsyn’s Ivan Denisovitch received sound,compressed attention. In the 70s I taught this novel for the first time in Sydney in a literature course of my own design for prospective English teachers in their first year of a B.Ed course. Of COURSE I read everything else by Solzhenitsyn I could get my hands on before making this choice.
The Fainsod course attended by me was given well before MC got to Harvard. On the last day, everyone in the class was still clapping long after Prof Fainsod had left Sever Hall!
Australia | Saturday, 9 August 2008 at 7:17 pm
Enrique Alonso de Velasco said...I also hope that God will reward Mr. Solzhenitsyn for his contribution to the awakening of so many intellectuals in Western Europe who dreamed of the ‘communist paradise’!
Rest in peace, and pray before God for a peaceful future of your country and its neighbour countries.
Netherlands | Saturday, 9 August 2008 at 8:27 pm
adebowale oriku said...Thanks Michael.
Solzhenitsyn’s First Circle was one of the books that piqued my interest in ‘serious’ literature - in literature of the world. It resonated in my ‘soul’ - to use a rather numinous old-Russia term - in a way Pasternak’s Dr Zhivago never did (as a matter of fact, I’ve always believed Dr Zhivago is overrated).
In my sophomore mind 20-odd years ago, I used to imagine Solzhenitsyn completed the stalwart troika that included (still include) Dostoevsky and Tolstoy – a far-fetched anachronism, I think. Then Chekhov had intervened.
I think Solzhenitsyn’s impassioned attack on what he saw as Western soullessness was in character, the latter Tolstoy would have said as much more than a century ago. Nor was this an airtight packaging of the West. It was purely an opinion of a wise, socially-conscious writer. I wonder what Solzhenitsyn had felt about the oligarchs and plutocrats currently lording it over the very poor (’dead souls’) in Russia - deja vu? - and the zeal with which middle-class Russia is mimicking the West.
And if there is anything Eurovision Song Contests tells us - a silly spiritless stuporous TV event if ever there was any - it is the Westernisation of the whole of Europe, including de-facto Russia, which won it this year. It’s really an eon from 1978 when Solzhenitsyn made that comment. The speed with which the wolrdwide web turns words of wisdom into hypertextual footnote should not be underestimated.
Nigeria | Sunday, 10 August 2008 at 4:26 am
Anthony Iheanachor said...In today’s world, many believe that one should not row against the tide. In today’s world, many believe that if you cannot beat them, you join them. Solzhenitsyn decided to stand on the truth, rather than join the East or the West. Long live such rare heroisms.
Nigeria | Sunday, 10 August 2008 at 11:06 am
Happy Pick said...Someday someone will find words to describe the greatness of this noble man, whom I have admired for many years and who’s every word has been read by me with hopefully some measure of appreciation of the cost to this unusual man. Let us hope a few souls have been able to gain from his sharing.
United States | Saturday, 16 August 2008 at 3:35 pm
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