Thoughts from the Prophet Alexandr Solzhenitsyn (A Few Words for Wednesday)

What follows are a few paragraphs from Alexandr Solzhenitsyn’s lecture that, according to the endnotes, was “delivered only to the Swedish Academy and not actually given as a lecture.” It was delivered in 1970, and is an homage to the trinity of truth, goodness, and beauty. The entire essay is simply entitled Nobel Lecture in Literature 1970. 

Solzhenitsyn’s insights are valuable not only because of his stature as an artist, but because of the life that he lived. The following excerpt comes from the sixth of seven sections, and resonates with me especially these days. These thoughts should give us pause as we venture further into the political circus that rages around us nowadays. They are the harsh light of truth, trained upon the realities of our political systems, and how easily they lead us astray.

Our Twentieth Century has proved to be more cruel than preceding centuries, and the first fifty years have not erased all its horrors. Our world is rent asunder by those same old cave-age emotions of greed, envy, lack of control, mutual hostility which have picked up in passing respectable pseudonyms like class struggle, racial conflict, struggle of the masses, trade-union disputes. The primeval refusal to accept a compromise has been turned into a theoretical principle and is considered the virtue of orthodoxy. It demands millions of sacrifices in ceaseless civil wars, it drums into our souls that there is no such thing as unchanging, universal concepts of goodness and justice, that they are all fluctuating and inconstant. Therefore the rule – always do what’s most profitable to your party. Any professional group no sooner sees a convenient opportunity to BREAK OFF A PIECE, even if it be unearned, even if it be superfluous, than it breaks it off there and then and no matter if the whole of society comes tumbling down. As seen from the outside, the amplitude of the tossings of western society is approaching that point beyond which the system becomes metastable and must fall. Violence, less and less embarrassed by the limits imposed by centuries of lawfulness, is brazenly and victoriously striding across the whole world, unconcerned that its infertility has been demonstrated and proved many times in history. What is more, it is not simply crude power that triumphs abroad, but its exultant justification. The world is being inundated by the brazen conviction that power can do anything, justice nothing. Dostoevsky’s DEVILS – apparently a provincial nightmare fantasy of the last century – are crawling across the whole world in front of our very eyes, infesting countries where they could not have been dreamed of; and by means of the hijackings, kidnappings, explosions and fires of recent years they are announcing their determination to shake and destroy civilization! And they may well succeed. The young, at an age when they have not yet any experience other than sexual, when they do not yet have years of personal suffering and personal understanding behind them, are jubilantly repeating our depraved Russian blunders of the Nineteenth Century, under the impression that they are discovering something new. They acclaim the latest wretched degradation on the part of the Chinese Red Guards as a joyous example. In shallow lack of understanding of the age-old essence of mankind, in the naive confidence of inexperienced hearts they cry: let us drive away THOSE cruel, greedy oppressors, governments, and the new ones (we!), having laid aside grenades and rifles, will be just and understanding. Far from it! . . . But of those who have lived more and understand, those who could oppose these young – many do not dare oppose, they even suck up, anything not to appear “conservative”. Another Russian phenomenon of the Nineteenth Century which Dostoevsky called SLAVERY TO PROGRESSIVE QUIRKS.

The spirit of Munich has by no means retreated into the past; it was not merely a brief episode. I even venture to say that the spirit of Munich prevails in the Twentieth Century. The timid civilized world has found nothing with which to oppose the onslaught of a sudden revival of barefaced barbarity, other than concessions and smiles. The spirit of Munich is a sickness of the will of successful people, it is the daily condition of those who have given themselves up to the thirst after prosperity at any price, to material well-being as the chief goal of earthly existence. Such people – and there are many in today’s world – elect passivity and retreat, just so as their accustomed life might drag on a bit longer, just so as not to step over the threshold of hardship today – and tomorrow, you’ll see, it will all be all right. (But it will never be all right! The price of cowardice will only be evil; we shall reap courage and victory only when we dare to make sacrifices.)

And on top of this we are threatened by destruction in the fact that the physically compressed, strained world is not allowed to blend spiritually; the molecules of knowledge and sympathy are not allowed to jump over from one half to the other. This presents a rampant danger: THE SUPPRESSION OF INFORMATION between the parts of the planet. Contemporary science knows that suppression of information leads to entropy and total destruction. Suppression of information renders international signatures and agreements illusory; within a muffled zone it costs nothing to reinterpret any agreement, even simpler – to forget it, as though it had never really existed. (Orwell understood this supremely.) A muffled zone is, as it were, populated not by inhabitants of the Earth, but by an expeditionary corps from Mars; the people know nothing intelligent about the rest of the Earth and are prepared to go and trample it down in the holy conviction that they come as “liberators”.

There’s much more. Remember it when the ‘ol bait and switch is played on us for the umpteenth time.

 

…in the Gulag, 1953

  • http://www.johnjanaro.com John Janaro

    Ah, Solzhenitsyn! He couldn’t leave the Soviet Union in 1970 to receive his Nobel Prize, so he sent a lecture. We would do well to reread all the famous lectures in which he relentlessly bit the Western hand that thought it was feeding him.

    Still no one is listening to him. Solzhenitsyn said again and again that Russia cannot rebuild unless it does penance. But Putin has domesticated his memory and muffled his voice, as he goes about doing *whatever it is that Putin is trying to do*. Meanwhile, the West still suffers from “the sickness of the will of successful people.” The West long ago dismissed Solzhenitsyn as an authoritarian crank.

    But his relevance is guaranteed now and through the ages. As those who can bear to read it will discover, *The Gulag Archipelago* is the greatest work of twentieth century secular literature, and the one that is destined to endure. This is no Dante descending into an Inferno of his own imagination; this is a man who was thrust into the bowels of a real Inferno to endure and chronicle in crushing detail the horrors of what happens to man when he abandons God.

    As long as human violence tries to hide behind a mask of lies, Solzhenitsyn’s voice will cry out for those willing to listen. And he has not cried out in vain, because the prophet knows that “one word of truth outweighs the whole world.”

  • Steve P in Detroit, Mich.

    Wow, John Janaro, you nailed it! Solzhenitsyn said this about the Soviet Union, but it has a prophetic ring for North America and Europe as well:

    >>More than half a century ago, while I was still a child, I recall hearing a number of older people offer the following explanation for the great disasters that had befallen Russia: “Men have forgotten God; that’s why all this has happened.” Since then I have spent well-nigh fifty years working on the history of our Revolution; … [and] if I were asked today to formulate as concisely as possible the main cause of the ruinous Revolution that swallowed up some sixty million of our people, I could not put it more accurately than to repeat: “Men have forgotten God; that’s why all this has happened.”<<


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