Showing posts with label UK Communist Party. Show all posts
Showing posts with label UK Communist Party. Show all posts

Friday, 1 September 2017

Wilfully Blind

Apples, Trees, and the UK Communist Party

We have commented before on the fixation of mind which reigned over the Left in the UK during the forties and fifties.  Nowhere is this more evident than in the UK Communist Party.  It spent most of twenty years singing paeans of praise to Koba the Dread (otherwise known as Joseph Stalin) and the glorious success of Communism in the USSR.

In 1956, Nikita Khrushchev began to tear the lid off Stalin's coffin and expose the malodorous rot within.  Stalin's successor began to speak out against the horrors of Joe's totalitarian rule.  Within Britain, this was not the first expose of the dictator.  People such as Malcolm Muggeridge, Arthur Koestler, and Kingsley Amis had tolled the bell, revealing the horrors of Uncle Joe.  By and large, however, the self-styled intelligentsia of the Left refused to believe that the world's first communist utopia could remotely resemble the depredations catalogued by Muggeridge and others.

But then Khrushchev--from within the bowels of the regime--began to speak out.
"The whole press (all over the world) is full of the accounts of Khrushchev's speech (or speeches) attacking Stalin and his memory," noted Macmillan on 19 March . . . "He seems to have accused him of almost every known crime.  This amounts to the biggest 'volte-face' since the Stalin-Ribbentrop pact in 1939."  It was indeed a momentous development, with reports being leaked of Nikita Khrushchev's "secret" speech on 25 February (1956) at the Twentieth Congress of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union, acknowledging and exposing something of the reality of Stalinism.  [David Kynaston, Family Britain 1951-1957 (New York: Walker and Co., 2009), p. 619.]
This proved a bridge too far for the British Communist Party.  No iconoclast--even from within the regime--was going to besmirch the glory of Uncle Joe.

Saturday, 29 July 2017

Useful Idiots

It Was Taken For Granted

Author, Doris Lessing who died a few years ago in 2013, at the age of 94 was a celebrated lady-of-letters.  Like many of the "intelligentsia" in Britain, Lessing went through a stage in her early professional life--in her twenties, early thirties--when she joined the Communist Party in the UK.   

Towards the end of her life, she wrote (in Volume 2 of her autobiography, Walking in the Shade) how she rationalised this allegiance at the time.
I decided to join the Communist Party.  And this at a time when my "doubts" had become something like a steady, private torment.  Separate manifestation of the horror that the Soviet Union had become were discussed, briefly, in lowered voices--the equivalent of looking over one's shoulder to see if anyone could hear.  I do not remember one serious, sit-down, in-dept discussion about the implications of what we were hearing.  Rather, sudden burstings into tears: "Oh, it's so horrible."  Sudden storms of accusation: "It's just anti-Soviet propaganda, anyway."  Marital quarrels, even divorces . . . .

The first and main fact, the "mind-set" of those times, was that it was taken for granted capitalism was doomed, was on its way out.