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Just for the record. Cheers, Ranko
Mastilovic
The Atlantic Monthly | December 2002
BOOKS & CRITICS
BOOKS
EDNOTE. I
don't know where the formidable Mr. Hitchens got his bit of Nabokoviana from.
Can anyone provide the source? Stoppard, of course, is, like
VN, a Slav who writes brilliant English prose.
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A Nine-Hour Resurrection
Alexander Herzen, Marx's rival and Tolstoy's nonfiction
counterpart, enjoys a well-deserved return to center stage in
Tom Stoppard's The Coast of
Utopia
by Christopher Hitchens
[...]By a smaller irony, Herzen's
nemesis was someone whose character
and temperament he held in some esteem.
Mikhail Bakunin, the
charismatic anarchist and internationalist, was a
colossal figure in those days, appearing not to know the meaning of fear,
let alone prudence. In 1862 Herzen, rather against his better judgment,
allowed himself to be persuaded that a revolution in oppressed
Poland might help to ignite a sympathetic uprising in Russia. But
Bakunin's hectic and irresponsible adventurism—marvelously captured
by E. H. Carr in The Romantic Exiles—ensured that everything went off at
half cock, with the Polish revolutionaries being assured of help
that never came, and with their brave Russian co-thinkers vulnerable to
charges of treason. A terrible Slavophile backlash ensued, with every
liberal in
Moscow accused, in effect, of aiding and abetting a Polish
terrorist
scheme. Nothing is more lethal to liberal and socialist aspirations
than competing xenophobias, and among the
chief victims of this calamity was The Bell, which lost almost all its
circulation. Herzen's remaining years of life were
poisoned by financial exigency (he finally stopped being an
easy touch for any posturing revolutionary mendicant), by malicious
accusations from hard-faced radicals that he had sold out, and by a series
of personal tragedies and sexual humiliations that, to be appreciated,
simply have to be read in full. (Vladimir Nabokov is said to have
admired My Past and Thoughts so much that he tried
retrospectively to alter its title to something less
pompous-sounding.)
More
annihilating than anything, one suspects, must have been
Herzen's realization
that from now on the initiative would come
not
from those who spread emancipating ideas but from the sanguinary
clash of
nations and classes. This has been the fate of conscientious
radicals
throughout history, but nobody ever recorded the emotions of
disaster and
disillusionment with more care and scruple and
poetry
than Herzen did.