Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn: We Have Ceased to See the People. Ignat Solzhenitsyn, editor. Notre Dame: University of Notre Dame Press, 2025.
In each of these ten speeches, all but the last delivered while in exile from Russia, Solzhenitsyn “seek[s] not only to convince, educate, or grapple with his hosts,” as his son, the editor of this volume, writes, “but to reach across the Iron Curtain, and across the late Cold War decades, to buttress, censure, or inspire his own countrymen.” “It was this dual audience that the writer always bore in mind,” each in the grip of a version of one thing: modern ‘secularism,’ ‘humanism,’ ‘anthropocentrism.’ And it is indeed striking that these speeches, arranged in chronological order from the Nobel Lecture of 1972 to an address to the Russian Academy of Sciences in 1997, present a coherent, even step-by-step argument not only in opposition to modernity’s excesses, excesses originating in its core principles, but in defense of the traditions of piety, of humility before Being—traditions still followed, even if in attenuated form, by the peoples of the world, if not by the elites who rule them. By ceasing to see the people, by dismissing their beliefs, ‘ruling classes,’ incline—sometimes intentionally, sometimes unawares—to tyrannize over them in despotism ‘hard’ and ‘soft.’
Solzhenitsyn emphasizes his vocation as a literary artist, not as public figure, not as an intellectual, and most assuredly not as a prophet. He distinguishes artists who attempt to create “an autonomous spiritual world,” the l’art pour l’art aesthetes, weighed down by the attempt, from artists who believe that the only creator is God, for whom God bears the weight of creation, leaving the artist “even amid failure and at the lowest depths of existence—in poverty, in prison, in illness”—with “a sense of enduring harmony” that “cannot leave him.” This harmony derives from this artist’s sense that he alone isn’t in control of his own artistry, which cannot “be wholly accounted for by the artist’s worldview, by his conception, or by the work of his unworthy fingers.” The human capacity for art wasn’t created by the artist. “Back in the twilight preceding the dawn of mankind we received it from Hands that we did not manage to make out clearly. Neither did we think to ask: why this gift for us? how should we treat it?”
Although Solzhenitsyn takes much of his literary style from ample Tolstoy, spiritually he much more resembles intense Dostoevsky. For a long time, Dostoevsky’s remark, “Beauty will save the world,” perplexed him. “Granted, it ennobled, it elevated—but whom did it ever save?” But beauty and “the nature of art itself” persuade in a way that philosophic systems do not, “prevail[ing] even over a resisting heart.” While philosophic systems may rest “on an error or on a lie” (Marxism being an excellent example), “a true work of art carries its verification within itself: artificial or forced concepts do not survive their trial by image.” Even when tyrants obliterate “the all-too-obvious, all-too-straight shoots of Truth and Goodness,” the “intricate, unpredictable, and unlooked for shoots of Beauty will force their way through and soar up to that very spot where Truth, Goodness, and Beauty once converged,” thereby fulfilling the task of all three. He is thinking of his own experience under Stalinist tyranny, when truths were censored, goodness punished, but he nonetheless began his own literary and spiritual journey. The linear force of tyranny can attack the linear results of reasoning, theoretical or practical, but art isn’t linear. It twists and turns, sometimes evading the censors and the police in its public display but before that, indispensably, in the soul of the artist.
It is true that many writers died in the Gulag. “An entire literary generation remained there,” and Solzhenitsyn shoulders the burden of trying not to speak for them, for their voices are irreplaceable, but to bring his listeners to understand something about the experience they shared. In the cold, the darkness, the exhaustion of the camps, “our field of vision…was filled with distinct physical objects and clear psychological impulses; and the unambiguous world that we imagined contained nothing to counterbalance this vision. These thoughts came not from books, nor were borrowed for appearance’s sake: they were forged in prison cells and around bonfires in the forest, in conversation with people now dead, tested by that life and springing from there.” Only when those few who survived found themselves outside the camps, back in ordinary life, did they see how “others tripped along to the tune of a carefree musical.” Jesus weeps but never laughs, Erasmus remarks; the spiritual concentration forced upon the zeks of the Gulag by a life stripped of distractions, superfluities, made them different from the others, deeper. They had experienced a compulsory asceticism, unintendedly experiencing the life of the desert monks. (One might add that the Russian Orthodox Church has always honored those monks, so the forced asceticism of the camps linked the zeks, perhaps unawares, to their country as well as to God.) “Man has from the beginning been so constituted that his view of the world (when not induced by persistent suggestion), his motivations and scale of values, his actions and his intentions, are all defined by his experience as an individual and as a member of a group.” This was more evident in earlier times, when human groups were small, unaware of almost all of the other humans on earth. In the world of poleis and tribes, “people were unfailingly guided by their life experience within their own circumscribed locality, their community, their society, and finally within their national territory.” Their convictions also were settled, for the same reason; they seldom encountered different “scale[s] of values.”
Not so in modernity. We now know about one another, worldwide. “Humanity has become one, but it is not the stable unity of a former community or even that of a nation,” not a unity founded on “gradually acquired experience, not from one’s own eye…but rather—surmounting all barriers—a unity brought about by international radio and the press.” Information has outpaced the human capacity to assimilate it, to measure it on the moral scale that took so long to balance. “Of such different scales in the world there are, if not multitudes, then certainly several: the scale for close-by events and the scale for far-off ones; the scale used by old societies and that used by new ones.; the scale of the well-off and that of the unfortunate.” In the face of this confusing proliferation, we fall back, “prevent[ing] discomfort,” or salving it, by “wav[ing] off all alien scales as madness and error,” preferring to “judge the whole world according to our own homegrown scale,” which we attempt to rebalance. Human beings shouldn’t be blamed for this, as “man is simply built that way.” But under the conditions of modern unity without community, artificial if not artistic ‘communications,’ “such a mutual lack of understanding threatens to bring on imminent and violent extinction.”
How, then, to “reconcile these scales of values,” and who can do that? “Who might impress upon a sluggish and obstinate human being someone else’s far-off sorrows or joys, and who might give him an insight into magnitudes of events and into delusions that he’s never himself experienced?” That person is the artist, especially the literary artist who, by bringing his readers into his own experiences, can “overcome man’s perverse habit of learning only from his own experience, so that the experience of others passes him by without profit.” That is because “art transmits from one person to another the entire accumulated burden of another being’s life experience,” bringing it into his soul by the path of imagination, as Solzhenitsyn did for the zek experience in One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich, and as he did for the experience of the Russian and Soviet revolutions in The Red Wheel. In those books, Solzhenitsyn’s experience, or at least some sense of it, can enter the souls of Americans, Germans, Chinese. In imaginatively experiencing Russian experience, it may even be that one people might learn from another, learn “what one people has already endured, appraised, and rejected,” since “the sole substitutes for an experience that we’ve not ourselves lived through are art and literature.” “This could save an entire nation from a redundant, or erroneous, or even destructive course”; it could do this from one generation to another, within a nation. Literature, “together with language, preserve the national soul” in this way.
Far from being a hindrance to human understanding, national literatures and the nations whose experiences they present constitute “the wealth of mankind”—Solzhenitsyn’s sly play on Adam Smith’s teaching on “the wealth of nations.” “Woe to the nation whose literature is cut short by the intrusion of force,” which “seal[s] up the nation’s heart,” erases its memory, destroys its identity. And woe to mankind when that happens, impoverished not in the commerce Smith had in mind but in the spiritual dialogue among men and nations who know and feel in different ways because their ways of life, their experiences, have revealed to them dimensions of reality that other men and nations have not seen and felt.
Literature counterbalances the partly natural, partly perverse human inclination to draw back from foreigners, to suppose they have nothing to teach us. “A primeval rejection of all compromise is given the status of theoretical principle and regarded as the high virtue that accompanies doctrinal purity,” bringing “ceaseless civil wars” with their “millions of victims.” This rejection “drones into our souls that there exist no lasting, universal concepts of good and justice, that all such concepts are fluid and ever-changing—which is why you should always act in a way that benefits your party,” “the rest of society be damned.” And when force meets force, the world succumbs to “the brazen conviction that force can do anything, and righteousness—nothing.” The un-word, the anti-word, the anti-human, triumphs, as in Dostoevsky’s The Demons. Just as Satan is the enemy of God, of the Word, so is brute force the enemy of human words. To succumb to force is to succumb to fear. “The spirit of Munich dominates the twentieth century,” in which “a timorous civilized world,” a world that wants to be ruled by words, “faced with the onslaught of a suddenly revived and snarling barbarism, has found nothing with which to oppose it but concessions and smiles.” Lack of courage is “the malady of the will of affluent people,” people who worry that they have too much to lose if they stand up to tyrants and their armies. If a nation takes “material well-being as the principal goal of life on earth,” they will almost invariably “choose passivity and retreat, just so long as their accustomed life might be made to last a little longer.” But “courage and victory come to us only when we resolve to make sacrifices.”
But writers must not retreat, precisely because they have “taken up the word,” even as soldiers take up weapons. By this, Solzhenitsyn doesn’t propose the use of words as weapons, as rhetoricians or ‘propagandists’ do. To take up the word means to tell your experience to others who have not had that experience. “I am encouraged by a vivid sense of world literature as one great heart that beats for the cares and woes for our world, even if manifested and perceived in its own way in each of its corners.” The beauty of words can save mankind by “making everything the concern of all,” as Solzhenitsyn himself has experienced, with “the hundreds of friends whom I’ve never met in person and whom perhaps I may never see,” those touched by “the concentrated experiences” of his country, who have never set foot there. If “one people might discover, accurately and concisely, the true history of another people, with the same degree of recognition and pain as comes from actual experience,” a “world vision” might develop, inasmuch as we focus “with the center of our eye on what is close at hand,” which we ineluctably do, living in our own bodies, while also “begin[ning] to use our peripheral vision to take in what occurs in the rest of the world.” With the natural, dual capacity of the human eye, the human mind and heart so honed we might “proceed to correlate and to adhere to commons standards.”
How can this fine vision counteract brute force? Because “violence does not and cannot exist by itself: it is invariably intertwined with the lie,” that is, the false word. True, at the outset “violence acts openly and even takes pride in itself,” as in a war or a revolution. “But as soon as it gains strength and becomes firmly established, it begins to sense the air around it growing thinner, and it can no longer exist without veiling itself in a mist of lie.” We warriors, we revolutionaries, have triumphed—but now what? Insofar as the physical force we have deployed has no purpose consonant with human nature, or with the Being within and under which human nature can thrive, it must make something up in order to seem to justify that force and the regime it has boosted ‘into power.’ The “ordinary, brave man” can “refuse to participate in the lie,” refuse to “support false actions,” in the manner of Vaclav Havel in Czechoslovakia and thousands of refuseniks in Russia and in nations that have not the word “refusenik.” But Havel was more than an ordinary, brave man. “As for writers and artists, it is within their power to do more: to defeat the lie!” The Russian proverb is right: “One word of truth shall outweigh the whole world.”
An example of Solzhenitsyn’s invocation of the common standards between the “two halves of the planet”—first of all the Communist East and the commercial republican West but perhaps behind that the Eastern Orthodox Church and the Roman Catholic Church—may be seen in his speech accepting the Golden Matrix prize from the Italian Catholic Press Union in 1974. “The true essence of the human condition today” can only be found if both sides “rise to a level well above political characterizations, formulas, and recipes” to see that “both systems are struck by malady, in fact a common malady, and thus neither of the systems, with their current worldview augurs a healthy outcome.” All of modern and civilized humanity “have been seated and fastened onto a single, rigidly interconnected carousel and taken a long orbital journey” from the Renaissance, the Reformation, the Enlightenment, “bloody physical revolutions, democratic societies, socialist projects.” In this journey, men attempted to impose, forcibly, “the Kingdom of God” on earth. But before the Renaissance, “the Middle Ages failed.” Specifically, the Church (and especially the Roman Catholic Church, with the “excesses” of the Inquisition) attempted to force men “toward the Spiritual,” prompting them to rebel and rush “headlong and unbounded” toward “the Material,” toward “a long era of humanistic individualism” founded “on the principle that man is the measure of all things, that man is above all.” Solzhenitsyn is no ‘reactionary,’ longing for the premodern world, romantically valorizing medieval life. Modernity has “greatly enriched humanity’s experience.” He was trained as a scientist. The dilemma nonetheless remains. In the “material sphere,” modernity poisons air, water, and soil. In what modern men flatter themselves to call the spiritual sphere, “our blustering civilization,” bombarding us with superficial ideas, “false science,” and “affectation in art,” “has completely robbed us of a concentrated inner life”—of genuine spirituality—which “drag[s] our soul into a bazaar, whether of commerce or of party politics.” In the “social sphere,” we find ourselves either on “the brink of anarchy” or under “stable despotism,” with “feeble and powerless” democratic regimes in between. The same immoderation prevails in the social sphere as in the others: “communities large and small have no wish to self-limit in favor of the Whole.” Having refused to put “limits on our passions and our irresponsibility” because we have rejected the Whole and valorized ourselves and our desires, the human journey in modernity has orbited full circle. Having torn ourselves “from the hold of violence…into the hold of violence we have returned” in the East, and will return in the West, too, if the democratic regimes continue to weaken. “If there are to be salvific revolutions in our future, they must be moral ones”—revolutions by the consent of the governed. “We have yet to discover, discern, or bring to life” such a revolution. As he told an English audience in a 1976 radio address, “human nature is full of riddles and contradictions” and these are what engender art—that is, the search for nonlinear formulations, imaginative solutions, complex explanations.”
Among these riddles and contradictions, from which Solzhenitsyn draws his own literary art, is the paradoxical contrast between nations “utterly pinned down by slavery” which “nevertheless muster the inner strength to rise up and free themselves, first in spirit and then in body,” and nations “who soar unhindered over the peaks for freedom” but then “suddenly lose their taste for it, lose the will to defend it, and, fatefully adrift, being almost to crave slavery.” Oppression under tyranny, under regimes of the lie, concentrates men spiritually, while “societies with access to every kind of information suddenly plunge into lethargic mass blindness, into voluntary self-deception.” It was only his experience of living in the West that caused Solzhenitsyn to understand “to what extreme degree the West has already become a world of lost will, a world gradually petrifying in the face of danger,” a world which has lost its reason because it has lost the courage that enables reason to stand up to force. Having succumbed to the modern claim that “the only good in the world…was that which satisfied our feelings,” the (im)morality of humanist materialism, the west conquered the world, with Great Britain in the forefront, enslaving Africans and Asians “with the outward manifestations of Christianity and the flowering of its own freedom at home.”
This began to end in August 1914, the starting point of Solzhenitsyn’s vast novel-epic, The Red Wheel. In the First World War, “Europe would ravage herself as never before,” more than in the wars of religion, and this resulted in the founding of the Soviet tyranny, “a fissure [that] bared itself on [Europe’s] edge.” Yet the fissure was in the same earth, Marxism-Leninism being “the perfectly consistent manifestation of teachings that for centuries roamed Europe with considerable success,” teachings Dostoevsky had understood. He “predicted that socialism would cost Russia 100 million lives.” And so it may have done, if you count mass murder along with wars civil and international and deaths caused by industrial pollution and slave labor.
What was Great Britain’s response? Nothing more than “the incomparable pragmatic worldview,” the “refusal to take moral decisions”—still another consequence of the denial of “higher spiritual powers above us.” The pragmatist thinks, “Should anyone have to perish today, let it be someone else, anybody—but not I, not my precious self, nor those close to me.” Hence the quick withdrawal of Western forces allied with the anti-Communist armies that fought on against the Communists, after the revolution. Solzhenitsyn quotes British Prime Minister David Lloyd-George: “Forget about Russia. It’s our job to ensure the welfare of our own society.” More, many in Europe, “the progressive and influential society of Europe (and most vividly—in Britain)” applauded the Soviet “experiment” in socialism, by them regarded as a happy transition from the ‘capitalist’ excesses of modern liberalism. Ignoring the Ukrainian famine, ignoring the Gulag, “your rulers, your Members of Parliament, your public speakers, your journalist, your writers, your leading thinkers” finally turned from complacency to “conscious, calculated hypocrisy.” Solzhenitsyn readily concedes that “with Hitler, Britain wholeheartedly assumed a moral stance,” but its victory in doing so only underscores his point: “A moral stance can suddenly turn out to be more farsighted than any pragmatic calculation.” If so with Hitler, why not with Lenin, Stalin, and all their underlings and successors? The aftermath of the Second World War saw not a reversal but a continuation of pre-war irresolution and unreason. “The lofty philosophy of pragmatism laid down that, once again, you must not notice a great many things,” such as mass deportations, political mass murders, and the imperial subordination of the nations of Eastern and Central Europe. “At the Nuremberg trials” of Nazi war criminals, the British sat “amicably side by side with judges who were every bit the murderers the defendants were—never ruffling your British sense of justice.” Soon, you had lost your empire. “There sometimes arises a direct, tangible link between the evil we long ago caused unto others and the evil that suddenly smites ourselves,” a “link between sin and punishment” whereby “the generation of today will have to pay for their fathers and grandfathers, who strove to block their ears to the lamentations of the world and to close their eyes to the chasms of its depravity.” Much of this thanks to a fatuous sympathy for socialism, from George Bernard Shaw in the 1920s to the Labour Party of the 1970s. “Allow me to remind you that force labor is promulgated by all the prophets of socialism including in The Communist Manifesto, so one ought not to think of the Gulag Archipelago as an Asiatic distortion of a lofty idea—but, rather, as an inescapable law.” How else, except by force, can a government equalize “the basic elements of personality that display too much variability in education, aptitude, thought, and feeling” to make human beings amenable to any strict egalitarianism? “Socialism hypnotizes modern society and prevents it from seeing the mortal danger it is in.”
What Solzhenitsyn and “the oppressed peoples of Russia and Eastern Europe” can offer the British and the West as a whole is simply but crucially “the experience of our suffering.” We men of the East offer this so that you will not pay “the monstrous price in death and bondage that we have paid.” As of 1976, “your society spurns our voices of warning,” making Solzhenitsyn think that “all experience is intransmissible,” that “everyone must experience everything for himself.” What use is literary art if no one bothers to read? Or, perhaps more accurately, if no one reads anything that contradicts “the ruinous tilt of the Late Enlightenment”? “Will we manage to shake off this burden and to make room for the Spirit breathed into us from birth—that Spirit which alone distinguishes us from the animal world?”
Solzhenitsyn did not hesitate to rebuke Americans along with the Britons, first at a gathering of the Freedoms Foundation at Valley Forge, and then, most famously, at Harvard University in 1978—the one an association of American patriots, the other not so much. While “it is easiest to give in to rhetoric about the grim abysses of totalitarianism and to sing the praises of the shining strongholds of Western freedom,” he tells the patriots, “it’s far more difficult, but also more fruitful, to take a hard look at ourselves.” The regimes of liberty “have lost something of their inner strength and stability” because political liberty and personal freedom cannot be understood “without an evaluation of the objectives of our earthly existence.” Practical reasoning is one thing, pragmatism another; to achieve one’s aims, practical reasoning is indispensable, but an ideology of the practical can lead only to the pursuit of happiness redefined as the consummation of desires. To the contrary, “I hold the view that the life aim for each of us isn’t a boundless enjoyment of material goods, but, rather, a departure from this Earth as better persons than we arrived, better than our inborn inclinations alone would have made us; that is, a traversal, over the span of our life, of one path or another of spiritual improvement.” That is, freedom is a condition of “our undistorted development.” But “no less than external freedom, man needs unpolluted and uncrowded space for his soul, the opportunity to concentrate his spirit.” That condition of uncrowdedness, of “uncluttered space,” is exactly what “contemporary civilized freedom is reluctant to grant us.” The world of commercial advertisement, of pornography, of the tsunami of ‘news,’ of what André Malraux called “the arts of satiation,” produces “the shallowing of freedom”—an “unhinged freedom” that may well destroy itself or render itself vulnerable to tyrants. “Genuine freedom is a God-given inner freedom,” the “freedom to determine our own actions, but with moral responsibly for them”—freedom with honor, that “ancient and, by now, peculiar word.”
At the Harvard Commencement, Solzhenitsyn summarizes and elaborates on his critique of the Western form of modernity. Recalling again the West’s imperial conquests, now much diminished, he points to “persisting blindness of superiority,” which has endured beyond the period of dominance, which “continues to support the belief that all the vast regions of our planet should develop and mature towards the level of contemporary Western systems”—specifically, “Western multiparty democracy” and “the Western way of life.” By measuring “the essence of other worlds” by “a Western yardstick,” the West fails to comprehend those worlds in its ‘rush to judgment.’ This is especially true of the East-West, Communist-liberal divide; against the then-fashionable hope for “convergence” between the two regimes (happily combining political democracy with socialism, a synthesis Solzhenitsyn earlier showed to be impossible), “neither one can actually be transformed into the other without violence.” Further, the Western democracies now lack the civic courage needed to oppose Soviet oligarchy, a weakness Solzhenitsyn attributes to their founding principle, “that man exists on earth in order to be free and pursue happiness,” as seen in “the American Declaration of Independence.” The result has been the achievement of a “debased sense” of happiness, seen in Western license and material plenty. He warns the young graduates that the anxiety-ridden competition of these regimes “hardly swings open a pathway to a free development of the spirit.” Indeed, “even biology tells us that a high degree of habitual well-being is hardly advantageous to a living organism.”
In addition to self-indulgence, the peoples of the West are also afflicted by legalism. True, the rule of law is a good thing; “a society without any objective legal scale is a terrible one indeed,” as the experience of ‘Soviet legality’ had taught him, harshly). “But a society with no scale but the legal one is also scarcely worthy of man.” To be ruled only by legal convention and not by conscience fosters “an atmosphere of spiritual mediocrity that deadens man’s noblest impulses.” One seldom hears or even thinks of “voluntary self-limitation” when we expect laws alone to govern us. The doctrine of ‘human rights,’ understood legalistically, weakens the sense of “human obligations.” It is in only in fulfilling our obligations to one another ‘from within’ that the West can develop the moral strength to “bear up under [the] trials” of “the menacing age that draws near.” The human right to freedom, whether legal or even natural, cannot defend itself against “the abyss of human decadence,” licentiousness. The “primary foundation” of this error “was laid by the humanistic and benevolent notion according to which man—the master of this world—bears no intrinsic evil within himself, and all the vices of life stem from faulty social systems”—an ideology derived from a simpliste version of Rousseau.
For example (and here is where Solzhenitsyn’s Harvard speech obtained its bad reputation), freedom of the press easily veers toward press license. “What sort of responsibility do a journalist or a newspaper have to their readership or to history?” Are there any examples of journalistic repentance for “inaccurate information or wrong conclusions”? And because journalism aims at “instant, authoritative information,” hasty reportage resorts to “guesswork, rumors, and suppositions,” which then “settle into the public’s memory.” And even when journalists get the facts straight, do the people really have ‘the right to know’ everything? Do they have the right to know “secret matters pertaining even to the nation’s defense”? Do they have the right to know facts revealed by “shameless intrusions into the privacy of well-known people”? There is a superior “right of the people not to know,” “not to have their divine souls stuffed with gossip, nonsense, vain talk.” By peddling information indiscriminately, “the press has become the dominant power in Western countries, exceeding that of the executive, the legislature, and the judiciary.” But who elected the journalists? It is easy to see why journalists took offense at this, and even supposed it dangerous, forever more giving Solzhenitsyn ‘bad press.’ In so doing, they failed to connect this part of his speech with the part immediately preceding. He wasn’t calling for censorship, for an extension of legalism, but for voluntary self-limitation. And given the fact that the souls of journalists, no less than everyone else, bear a measure of “intrinsic evil,” their error should not have been unexpected.
Solzhenitsyn might be more justly criticized for claiming that “the fecund spiritual development already experienced” by Russians “through profound suffering” makes “the Western system in its present state of spiritual exhaustion” unenticing. It would have been better to say that the West’s spiritual exhaustion was unenticing in itself, but to admit that Russia’s own spiritual development, with the exception of certain rare souls such as Solzhenitsyn, remained awash in vodka, corruption, and libido dominandi. “The slackening of human character in the West” may have been “an indubitable fact” but “its strengthening in the East” was not. And while “the human soul longs for something higher, warmer, and purer than what is offered by today’s mass Western lifestyle, introduced as by a calling card by the revolting assault of advertising, by television stupor, and by intolerable music,” it is far from clear that servility under a decadent Communist Party (or under the oligarchies that would succeed it) can seriously be thought better.
Solzhenitsyn ascends to firmer ground in his critique of the American foreign policy of the 1970s, a blend of the pseudo-idealism of human rights campaigns with the pseudo realism of detente. He considers “the failure to understand the Vietnam War” as America’s “most serious blunder” of the period. Believing, or pretending, that the Communists in Vietnam and Cambodia fought for “self-determination,” the American antiwar movement has blinded itself to “the genocide and suffering” that afflicts Asians as a result of Communist tyranny in those country. Henry Kissinger (“your shortsighted politician,” a Harvard man) “signed the hasty Vietnam capitulation,” but the applause he garnered begs the question, “How can the West hope to stand firm in the future?” Looked at coldly but truly, “Western democracy has not won any major war by itself,” having availed itself of the forces of czarist Russia for much of the First World War and of those of Stalinist Russia for most of the Second World War. In so doing, in both instances it “raised up another enemy, one that would prove a more biter and powerful one,” namely, the Soviet Union. And in allying with China against Russia now, will its temporary ally not “turn around armed with American weapons” that may inflict “a Cambodia-style genocide” on the United States? That is, “the so-called world wars…were really about the internal self-destruction of the small progressive West”; “the next war—not necessarily an atomic one; I don’t believe it will be—may bury Western civilization for good.”
The weakness of will, of courage in the West may stem from the flaws of modern philosophy and ideology but this need not continue to be the case because it was not so in the American Founding. For Americans at that time, all individual rights were recognized on the premise that man is “god’s creature,” a person willingly shouldering his “religious responsibility.” At that time, “it would have seemed impossible, in America, that an individual be granted unbridled freedom with no purpose, simply for the satisfaction of his cravings,” that Americans would seek and achieve “emancipation from the moral heritage of Christian centuries, with their great reserves of mercy and sacrifice.” Yet that is what has happened, as “the legalistic egoism of the Western worldview” has hurled mankind into “a severe spiritual crisis and a political impasse.” In both “today’s West and today’s East,” “the logic of materialism’s development” has prevailed, “stamped out by the Party mob in the East, by the commercial one in the West.” He adjures his young listeners instead to take up “perpetual, earnest duty, so that one’s entire journey may become, above all, an experience of moral ascent—to leave life a better human being than one started it,” struggling with themselves to find “a new level of life, where neither will our physical nature be consigned to perdition—as in the Middle Ages—nor will our spiritual nature, all the more crucially , be trampled upon, as in the Modern Era.” “No one on Earth has any other way left but—upward.”
If the excesses of the Roman Catholic Church led to the excesses of humanism, beginning in the Renaissance, what accounts for Russia’s catastrophe? Solzhenitsyn concurs with the explanation offered by elderly people when he was a child in the 1920s: “Men have forgotten God; that’s why all this has happened.” At one time, “faith was the shaping and unifying force of the nation,” but the 17th-century Schism of the Russian Church “gravely undermined” Orthodoxy. [1] In its weakness, the Church was vulnerable to Peter I’s (Solzhenitsyn silently declines to call him ‘Great’) “forcibly imposed” modernization program, which “suppressed religious spirit and national life in favor the economy, the state, and foreign wars”—Russia’s “first whiff of secularism,” opening “a broad avenue for Marxism,” later on. “By the time of the Revolution, faith had evaporated in Russian educated circles and had diminished among the uneducated.” As Dostoevsky had observed, revolution begins with atheism, although “the world had never before known a godlessness as organized, militarized, and tenaciously malevolent as that practiced by Marxism,” a doctrine in which “hatred of God is the principal driving force,” not economic or political ideology. To implement political centralization aiming at social and economic totalitarianism, all institutions standing between the ruling party with its state apparatus and the people with their churches must go, and in order to impose conformity to the new, tyrannical regime the moral limits of Christianity must be erased. Although the West still enjoys religious freedom, it too has been struck by “the tide of secularism”; in fact, the Enlightenment movement in Europe animated Czar Peter. “This gradual sapping of strength from within is a threat to faith that is perhaps even more dangerous than any attempt to incinerate religion from without” because it wins the consent of souls without sparking their resistance. Solzhenitsyn might have called this insidious appeal “playing upon the strings of freedom” and, as a writer, he concerns himself especially with spiritual warfare in literature and the arts generally. In turning to the arts, he does in fact call the most recent efforts “playing on the strings of emptiness.”
In that realm, “the necessary equilibrium between tradition and a search for the new” in art “has been repeatedly upset by a falsely understood avant-gardism.” In politics as in art, radical progressivism or historicism was promised to generate “the New Life.” In politics, “revolutions dismantle the organic structures of society, disrupt the natural flow of life, destroy the best elements of the population while giving free rein to the worst.” And so it has been with literary ‘permanent revolution’: “It was even suggested that literature should start anew ‘on a blank sheet of paper.'” Solzhenitsyn remarks, sardonically, “some never ventured much beyond this stage”; the spectacle of the bohemian flaneur wasn’t limited to Paris. Avant-gardism “lower[ed] one’s standards of craftsmanship to the point of slovenliness and primitivity, at times combined with a meaning so obscure as to shade into unintelligibility.” In Russia, the partisans of this movement called themselves the “Futurists”; their work preceded the Russian and Soviet revolutions but was also ended by Lenin’s regime and the introduction of still another literary style, “so-called socialist realism,” which turned out to be more socialist than realist. Socialist realism fell “outside the bounds of art altogether,” as it “consisted of nothing more than servility” to Communist Party commands. By the early 1990s, after the Soviet dreams of future justice had been shown to have no future, young Russian writers, disillusioned by the lies, returned not to Orthodox religiosity or indeed to religiosity of any kind but to relativism, the denial of “absolute truth.” “In one sweeping gesture of alienated vexation, classical Russian literature—which never disdained reality but sought the truth—is dismissed as next to worthless.” ‘Postmodernism’ or “post-avant-gardism” has become the new ‘Futurism,’ both forms of nihilism. Postmodernism looks not, Nietzsche-like, to a more intensely lived life but to play, to the antics of Homo ludens. With play, “an author need have no accountability to anyone.” “There is no God, there is no truth, the universe is chaotic, all is relative,” and the world is misconceived as a text, one that “any postmodernist is willing to compose” to keep himself and his audience entertained. This again manifests the moral emptiness of the century, with its “deep-seated hostility toward any spirituality” and “relentless cult of novelty.”
Nihilism descends when “we have ceased to see the purpose” of human life. Somewhat oddly, Solzhenitsyn claims that John Locke held it “inconceivable to apply moral concepts to the state and its actions,” despite Locke’s clear insistence that states, and their actions, should guard natural rights to life, liberty, and property. What he may have in mind is Locke’s utilitarian tendency, its offshoot in Benthamism and its cultivation of technological progress over moral and spiritual elevation—Locke’s preference for the ‘low but solid ground’ that stays away from the religious controversies that gave rise to religious warfare in Western Europe and Russia, alike. [2] Solzhenitsyn answers that “if state, party, and social policy is not based on morality, then mankind has no future to speak of,” that one must, as the Russian adage has it, “live by the truth,” which is not nearly exhausted by “material laws,” which by themselves “neither explain our life nor give it direction.” Modern men have become forgetful of “the human soul.” Having “allowed our wants to grow unchecked,” we “are now at a loss where to direct them.” ‘Interests’ are not purposes. “The paramount importance of self-limitation has only arisen in its pressing entirety before the humanity of the twentieth century,” with its dazzling material prosperity.
“It’s up to us to stop seeing [progress] as a stream of unlimited blessings and to view it, rather, as a gift sent to us for an exceedingly intricate trial of our free will.” The intricacy of that trial consists in the difficulty of making soul-sustaining choices among the seeming infinitude of things and actions modernity and its technological science offers, “seek[ing] or deepen[ing] ways of directing [the] might [of progress] towards the accomplishment of good.” Progress is nothing like the simple, linear (even if ‘dialectical’) thing historicists imagine. But if we “limit our wants,” adapt an attitude of “prudent self-limitation,” we will achieve genuine freedom. Man inclines to limit himself only if he considers himself not as the center of the universe but as a small part within it, flourishing only insofar as he adapts himself to what is greater than he—to “something Whole, something Supreme above us.” As the Russian philosopher Nikolai Lossky taught, “if a personality is not directed at values higher than the self, then it becomes inevitably invested with corruption and decay.” [3]
Self-limitation, humility before the Whole, should govern not only the individual but states. The political refusal of self-limitation yields the rule of force, of taking. In an important footnote, Ignat Solzhenitsyn cites the policies of Ukraine and Kazakhstan in the early 1990s, which rightly “denounc[ed] the collapsing Communist regime founded by Lenin,” but then wrongly “rushed to assert their claims to the fullest extent of the historical dubious borders personally drawn by Lenin.” What had been “relatively meaningless internal borders within the USSR” became “newly consequential international borders” encompassing “millions of ethnic Russians”—encompassed, it might be added, because Lenin wanted a substantial population of Russians within Ukraine and Kazakhstan in order to buttress Russian control of the native populations. “Solzhenitsyn repeatedly said that he didn’t oppose independence for those countries per se, but that those capricious borders ought to be revisited in order to avoid calamities in the future.” That is, what Lenin deranged, a future Putin might seek to correct, disastrously, and (given the modern inclination to seize, to overreach) even to over-correct.
This is not to imply that individual and political morality are exactly the same, even if they are closely related. Politics is a matter of civilization—a ‘being civil,’ “a milieu, a way of life,” a regime. Individual refinement and elevation are a matter of culture, “the sum total of our intellectual, philosophical, ethical, and aesthetical achievements,” consisting of “the development, enrichment, and refinement of the non-material life.” Without culture, civilization hollows out, weakens, becomes legalistic and often collapsing into the uncivilized rule of force. Without civilization, a proper milieu, culture will be tyrannized. It may concentrate itself in certain spiritually strong individuals, who may (or may not) cause it to rekindle or at least survive, as when Blaise Pascal warned the subjects of the Machiavellian-absolutist Bourbons, “the ultimate essence of things is accessible only through religious perception.” In 1997, nearing the end of his life, Solzhenitsyn told his fellow Russians that “one thing we must certainly absorb from the West is an active yet stable civic life”—a degree of civilization. Such absorption should emphatically not extend to Western culture. “The only normal, natural path of development of any culture is a rational, balanced integration of its own organic principles.” “Our people’s survival or extinction will depend on those who persist through these dark times, by way of concentrated labor or its material support in shielding from ruin, in lifting up, in strengthening and developing the inner life of our minds and souls—the life that is culture.”
Notes
- The Schism of the Russian Church began in 1653, when Patriarch Nikon introduced reforms of Church ritual intended to conform Russian Orthodox practice with that of Greek Orthodoxy. This offended local priests and their parishioners, who regarded the Russian rites as legitimate. Worse, the reforms included centralization of the Church, including increased control of Church lands by the Patriarch. This brought the upper level of the Russian aristocracy into the controversy, which eventuated in civil war between the centralizers and the ‘Old Believers.’
- Lockean morality derives from that of Thomas Hobbes, who calls death “the King of Terrors.” Solzhenitsyn attributes the fear of violent death to materialism. “Nothing so bespeaks the present helplessness of our spirit, our intellectual disarray, as the loss of a clear, calm attitude towards death. The more human well-being increases, the hasher the chilling fear of death that cuts into the soul of modern man.” Having “lost the sense of himself as a limited point in the universe,” modern man begins “to deem himself the center of his surroundings, adapting not himself to the world but the world to himself. And then, of course the thought of death becomes unbearable: it is the extinguishment of the entire Universe at a stroke.”
- Nikolai Lossky was the father of the theologian Vladimir Lossky. For a consideration of the latter’s work, see “Orthodox Christianity: Is Mysticism a Higher Form of Rationality?” and “Orthodox Christianity: Manifestations of God” on this website under “Bible Notes.” Although the elder Lossky taught theology, his personalist philosophy (he was a friendly colleague of Berdyaev at one point) had strong affinities with Origen’s doctrines.

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