Chapter 427: A Dialogue Spanning Half a Century

The first update

Even Solzhenitsyn did not expect that the Soviet government would actually raise the level of reception of foreign guests in its own level, and Solzhenitsyn in the St. George Hall, where General Secretary Yanayev was about to receive foreign dignitaries in the Kremlin, was a special honor for others, but for Solzhenitsyn, Yanayev, who stood at the top of the pyramid, was no different from others. Stripped of the cloak of glory, no one can escape the lonely long sleep under the tombstone.

Yanayev's meeting with Solzhenitsyn in the Georgia Room caused a sensation in academic circles and literary circles, and some people began to speculate that this time the political wind was going to be another purge of the literary and artistic circles, and that the intellectuals who had previously tried to collude and cooperate with foreign countries had gone to foreign countries to enjoy happiness on the grounds of being politically persecuted, and this was also the first time since Yanayev took office in 1991 that he faced up to the biggest dissident elements in the entire Soviet Union.

Solzhenitsyn stood still, watching Yanayev walk towards him, less ferocious and brutal than he described in his book "The New Tsar of the North", more like an Orthodox priest with a kind face than a ruler in charge of an evil empire.

"Hello, Chairman Yanayev." Solzhenitsyn said that he would not bow his head for any dictator.

"Hello, Mr. Solzhenitsyn." Yanayev smiled and shook hands with him, and the other party also naturally stretched out his right hand, and he didn't look like a cynical old and angry young man at all. But this is the same guy who made the whole government gnash its teeth in the Stalin era and the Khrushchev era. However, when the United States wanted to praise this anti-Soviet hero with all its might, Solzhenitsyn was born to not want to see any kind of system, but the US government at that time was disgraced and had to snub this anti-Soviet hero.

"Welcome home." Yanayev said.

Solzhenitsyn paused for a moment, Yanayev did not talk about the significance of his "Gulag Archipelago" as soon as he came to talk about the meaning of his "Gulag Archipelago" like the previous Soviet bureaucrats or CIA officials in the Khrushchev era, and Yanayev's first sentence was actually full of human welcome home.

"Chairman Yanayev ...... "For a moment Solzhenitsyn didn't know how to reply to the other party, as if he was putting on his armor and holding a shield, ready to meet the enemy, and the other party gave you a friendly smile.

Yanayev's face was bathed in soft light by the bright lights of the St. George Room, and for a moment Solzhenitsyn even forgot the words he had prepared for a-for-tat.

"On behalf of the Soviet Government, I apologize once again for the injustices suffered between 1945 and 1953, and I hereby solemnly promise you that we will not repeat the bloody and dark scenes of those years."

Solzhenitsyn understood Yanayev's words very well, and his disdain and rejection of the Soviet Union was also due to the government's efforts to reconcile relations between the various ethnic groups by suppressing the Juche ethnic groups, and because he was not accustomed to favoring one over the other, he became a staunch anti-Soviet.

"Although I agree with Yanayev's achievements, especially in the area of national unity, there are still unfortunate dissidents who are persecuted, and I hope that Chairman Yanayev will see this clearly. I don't know if there has been any progress in human rights in the Soviet Union, but I have seen the persecution of intellectuals in the past few years. ”

Solzhenitsyn unceremoniously pointed out some sensitive issues of the Soviet authorities in public, and everyone sweated for this unscrupulous writer, and of course the CIA was even more excited, if Solzhenitsyn was arrested, then they could make a big fuss about human rights again.

Who knew that Yanayev just smiled slightly and asked, "Literati?" Are you talking about Yakovlev, who shot himself, or Korodich and Bushvikov, who took political refuge in the United States? If the former was unanimously opposed by the public for promoting Prohibition, and then had the courage to commit suicide, then what about the latter? The Soviet authorities did not even issue a wanted list to ban the publication of the works of these people, and they fled to the United States in a hurry in the name of politics, politics, persecution, and persecution. It's good that when you fled to the United States, you were still a justified persecution. ”

Yakovlev, who shot himself, was solemnly published an obituary for him by the Soviet authorities at that time, instead of letting him die under a tombstone without a name. As for what Comrades Korotich and Bushvekov did in the United States? Founded the Soviet Organization for the Defense of Human Rights? I've heard that the amount of donations from all walks of life in the West is more than one million dollars every year, right? But I remember that they had dinner a few times there, and they put a statement about the organization in the newspaper, but they didn't see any actual action, what was that? Collecting money? ”

Solzhenitsyn snorted, his heart full of disdain for Korotic, and when he first invited him to their organization, Solzhenitsyn knew that this guy was more of an opportunist than a literati. Always thinking of using his fame and story to amass a lot of money in the United States. Later, after the two broke off their relationship, Solzhenitsyn also heard that he had opened a Ferrari and lived in a villa.

Solzhenitsyn is still alone, not treated by the mainstream of the United States, and even the literary and academic circles no longer invite him to teach radical views, and after losing his use value, he is like an abandoned doll and gradually forgotten, if it were not for the CIA wanting to use his "The New Tsar of the North" to criticize the Soviet Union, the name Solzhenitsyn would not even appear in American public again.

Yanayev continued, "And Bushvikov, what did the government say about him when he first went to the United States? A great liberal warrior, a survivor of red-color-terror-terror. But what did the great liberal fighter do then? Drug abuse and drug trafficking, and went straight to prison. If these goods represent the future of Russia, then our whole name can be considered to have really come to an end. ”

Yanayev unceremoniously exposed the ugly face of the liberals in front of Solzhenitsyn, "These so-called public intellectuals are not fighting for the progress of human civilization, they are only using the name and slogan of the fair to cover up their crimes." ”

"I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, how many of the young people who took to the streets in Tbilisi were really for the future of the motherland? They just want to participate in this carnival and vent the sins in their hearts. When freedom cannot be bound by regulations, it becomes a sin and an atrocity. ”

"I admit that you are a great writer, an idealist who tries to change the status quo, but many people just use the banner of idealism to make political capital for themselves. When these people come to power, can you guarantee that what they do will be better than what they are doing now? At least the Soviets are saving every nation in this land, and the first thing the moths are to fill their own pockets and force the people to feed the wolves with their own flesh and blood. ”

Every word, every note of Yanayev is an indictment of what this group of moths is doing.

"Comrade Solzhenitsyn, ideals are not reality, at least many of the so-called literati I have seen are just a bunch of swindlers who accumulate wealth under the banner of freedom and do not learn or know. There are clowns who can only be amused by others, and there are also pedantic literati who pretend to be high-minded but have not actually achieved anything, and as for those who try to collude with the situation, external forces, and forces, and are insidious and unpredictable, they are even less qualified to be called real intellectuals. ”

For Solzhenitsyn, Yanayev's words were like an initiation, a sense of sudden enlightenment.

But his words did not end, Yanayev continued, "Those who are really qualified to be called intellectuals, those who are really knowledgeable, they are immersed in more substantive research, although the names of these people are unknown, but their research results will promote the progress of science and technology, and bring tangible benefits to human civilization." This is the definition of an intellectual in my mind. As for the rest of those who boast of being intellectuals, it would be nice not to add chaos to the world. ”

After listening to Yanayev's meaningful remarks, Solzhenitsyn fell into a nameless silence for a moment. He had always been enthusiastic about opposing the Soviet regime and against everything, but now it seems that the people with whom he is in company are the group of people who should be more opposed.

They are ignorant, they are vulgar, they are even like the corrupt Soviet bureaucrats in their own books, sucking the blood of the people, and at this time they are not even the leaders who control the country.

Seeing that Solzhenitsyn was lost in thought, Yanayev tried to explain, "Of course, I am not denying the significance of Comrade Solzhenitsyn's work......"

"Chairman Yanayev, you don't have to go on." For the first time, Solzhenitsyn, whose eyes were confused, became clear. "I think all the problems that bothered me before are understood."

Yanayev paused for a moment, what he had just said to Solzhenitsyn had not been carefully thought out, and was completely his own heartfelt truth.

"I'm really glad that Russia is a land of good fortune to have a leader like you."

Solzhenitsyn looked up, and the Hemingway-style dissident with an equally melancholy and determined gaze smiled, and finally wrote down all his precautions, embraced and greeted the country.

"I'm so happy that instead of staying in the U.S., I chose to go home."

(These chapters are also a distant echo of today's day.) (To be continued.) )