Gulag Lite

Book review of To Build a Castle by Vladimir Bukovsky

There’s an unofficial trilogy about Russia’s prison camps.

The first, The House of the Dead, is Dostoevsky’s fictionalized memoir of his years in a Siberian labour camp during the days of the Tsar.

The second, Gulag Archipelago by Solzhenitsyn, documents through secretly collected personal accounts the massive expansion of this system for supposed political prisoners during the dark years of the early Soviet state. I’m partway through and it’s clear that at this stage the camps are far worse, and far less logical, than in Dostoevsky’s time.

Today I’ll review the third: Bukovsky’s testimony about the Soviet imprisonment of dissidents during the post-Stalin era.

He writes to convince Westerners that the USSR is not so reformed as it claims; that there is still no freedom of expression and many who speak out continue to languish behind bars.

I have no argument on that point but the most striking feature for me was: the situation described in this book, while awful, is way better than it used to be.

It’s not quite back to the days of the Tsar when just about everyone in jail was an actual criminal. Rather, the number of political prisoners fell from millions under Mo Joe to just 10-20K. Further, at the time of Bukovsky’s account, it seems that those arrested are actual dissidents, they are given chances to recant and their conditions are less hideous.

Later Soviet rulers seem far more concerned about Western opinion. Harsher prison rules might lead to a hunger strike, which might in turn lead to angry calls from the West to Moscow as this news leaks, and then angry calls from Moscow to the jailers. Who wants that?

Commissioners investigating the furor might go over the records of the bureaucrats in charge of the prison, find stuff-ups, reprimand or sack them and take their place. These jobs were among the best available so sacrificing a fellow oligarch was a good way of getting ahead. This had the effect of somewhat balancing the power between jailed and jailer; making the latter cross their i’s and dot their t’s to avoid criticism.

Conditions still weren’t great – cold and hunger remained – but the situation was survivable for most.

There are some interesting reflections here, as in Archipelago, about the effect of communism on a person’s soul. For example, he says of his young, curious guards:

Why should I hate them? If anyone was to be hated it was the people at the top, scrapping over the plum jobs and forgetting about everything else in the world . . .

But even these I could not hate. I could despise them, and the entire society they had created, just as I despised their ideology and their self-justification – the psychology of slave and tyrant at the same time.

I despised Soviet man – not the one depicted on the posters in Soviet literature, but the one who existed in reality, who had neither honor nor pride, nor a sense of personal responsibility, who was capable of tackling a bear alone with a pitchfork but who shrank away and broke into a cold sweat at the sight of a policeman, who would betray and sell his own father to avoid the boss thumping his fist on the desk at him.

The tragedy was that he existed inside every one of us, and until we could overcome this Soviet man within, nothing in our life would change.

This is no doubt true, but how useful is it? Rebellions that rely on the bulk of the population suddenly becoming braver, more virtuous people than they are, will probably not eventuate. Your present host’s whining about our craven reaction to recent restrictions is just as futile – my countrymen are not going to suddenly become other than they are.

Victoria Police apprehend mentally ill people who are so crazy they are against lockdowns. Source: Daily Mail

Bukovsky seems to have been born a dissident. He first gets into trouble as a teenager and rebels against a Soviet education system that tries to brainwash him. I’m not sure what to make of this – no doubt there was brainwashing, but the system also produced some bright graduates. I’m concerned this is not the whole story.

After getting into some early mischief, he’s hauled in front of party bigwigs:

I was expecting to see cruelty, imperiousness, confidence, and willpower, but saw only stupidity. Stupidity and cowardice.

Hmm, quite unlike our elites then.

Here a pattern emerges that is repeated throughout: Bukovsky is given a chance to recant and does not. He seems determined to resist and to consistently increase the cost of enforcement. It’s admirable, but also makes me suspect that had he been born in the West, he’d have been just as rebellious. Part of me wonders if a Bukovsky growing up in France would have joined the Action Directe.

At one point he runs away from trouble in the city and tags along with friends on a geological survey in Siberia. Reading his description of this carefree life, I wonder: why not just take his stripes, study geology or something similar and live out his life in the wilderness, far from communist bullshit?

He recounts the story of a remote village of Old Believers discovered deep in the taiga by cartographers. Their traditional society is reformed by authorities and they are made to live like everyone else. I found this the most depressing account of all. One always imagines that, far from the madding crowd, we can find refuge. Perhaps this was impossible.

One could not describe Bukovsky as a rebel without a cause. He’s clear about why he hates the Soviet system:

This dream of absolute, universal equality is amazing, terrifying, and inhuman. And the moment it captures people’s minds, the result is mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, accompanied by attempts to straighten the stooped and shorten the tall.

He reports on a factory:

It turned out that if one man exceeded the target, the target would be raised for all of them the following month, and they would have to work twice as hard for exactly the same money. We quickly fell into the style of their work.

And a farm, where he saw women planting rotten potatoes that would never grow and loudly cursing Khrushchev at every step:

The peasants explained to us that they were paid for every ton of potatoes planted, so what was harvested didn’t interest them.

Why not just quit and find something more constructive to do?

We were amazed to discover that the state farm workers were unable to resign or leave the farm, since they weren’t allowed to hold their own internal passports . . .

For this reason, boys dreamed of joining the military and girls of marrying a townie. It was the only way out. Echoes of Eritrea there – while every communist system follows its own vernacular style, there are obviously parallels wherever it is tried.

[Edit: also echoes of our own, nascent internal passport system which will begin but not end with vaccine certification.]

In the seventies, the Soviets had a brainwave: as crime was caused by capitalism, and new Soviet men raised under socialism must be less prone to criminality, they could start closing some of the prisons. This they did – and began locking up dissidents in mental institutions instead.

Don’t like the workers’ paradise? You must be mad!

I wonder how many steps the modern West is away from this.

After long stints in prisons and mental institutions, ‘treated’ by ‘psychologists’ who try to make him recant, he finally gets out and realizes that if he’s put away one more time, he’ll likely never see his mother again:

Enough. What difference was there, in fact, between here an there? The same life, the same laws. I’d get by somehow. This was my last chance to live.

The reader forgives him at this point. His whole adult life has been behind bars.

However, he can’t resist informing Western media of how dissidents are being put in mental institutions, so he gets put back in one.

Again, same pattern: they offer to let him out if he makes a public statement renouncing what he’s said. The Soviets cared a lot about their image abroad.

Again, he refuses.

Finally he’s declared sane when one oligarchic faction takes over from another and the psychological treatment of dissidents falls out of favour. So, back to jail.

In the end, he and his family are banished to the West.

Why did he not expatriate to begin with? He was not allowed, plus he chose to reform his fatherland rather than make a dash.

Why was expulsion not the first, rather than last, resort of the regime? Because if it got around that distributing anti-communist fliers would score you a ticket out, everyone would be doing it. Only the most deserving were expelled.

Bukovsky spent the rest of his life writing and campaigning against communism. After 1991, he graduated to complaining about Putin. Our born dissident seems unable to do otherwise.

There are obviously degrees of tyranny. Putin does what he needs to do but he’s no Brezhnev. Brezhnev was no Stalin. There’s a scale.

The Russian gulag trilogy is relevant to us because the post-2020 West is not dramatically freer than 1970s ‘Soviet Lite’. First we had the post-9/11 emergency laws that are still on the books today. Then came the Woke Inc. cancellations. Dissidents are harassed but unlike in the USSR, they are given no chance to recant and get on with their lives.

Economic freedoms officially exist but have effectively been curtailed by lockdowns. In the UK and Australia, we are not allowed to leave our country whenever we want. People have been arrested for anti-lockdown rallies in various countries. Our rulers permit approved riots while railroading enemies of the regime or those whose persecution reinforces regime narratives.

If, in 2000, the West was a dozen steps removed from 70s-style Soviet tyranny, in 2021 it is three or four steps removed.

Giant companies and elites will continue to do as they please but for ordinary people, freedom is likely to continue slipping away for the same reason the Russians never had it: the majority are unwilling to resist.

In fact, unlike the potty-mouthed peasant women who cursed Khrushchev with all their might, we seem largely pleased with our house arrest. I guess those peasants didn’t have stimmy cheques, computer games and Netflix.

18 comments

  1. Kentucky Headhunter · July 26

    Might want to check out, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich, if you haven’t read it already.

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  2. Gunner Q · July 26

    “I guess those peasants didn’t have stimmy cheques, computer games and Netflix.”

    That seems to be the dream: people willingly locked up in crates and let out to work the fields as needed… the locks on the doors controlled remotely from cyber-dachas in high orbit.

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    • ray · July 27

      It’s too great a deal for the lost gens under thirty to pass up. No need to scramble and struggle through school, work, life. No requirement for excellence, or even effort. Obey, and be taken care of by NannyState. Hell we’ll even pay you to riot! Great gig for the spiritually empty.
      What is Antifa but a bunch of fatherless helicopter children, never required to mature?

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      • A.B Prosper · July 28

        Its far deeper than that. Western society is just like the USSR in that for a great many people its impossible to actually matter, in our case get ahead and to have that American dream without political sucking up.

        You pretend to pay me, I pretend to work and unlike the USSR where your job was guaranteed , the minute that you aren’t “essential” you are laid off and good odds living in a tent.

        It wasn’t always like that but the relentless drives for every cheaper labor, for efficiency and yes automation means that the lifestyle that say Boomer had was outright not possible for a great many people.

        Throw in the mass immigration , moral rot, easy divorce and a brutal family court system that is more befitting of the USSR than the USA and you have the foundation for this mess.

        Society betrayed its promises and thus no one cares any more.

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  3. Tim914 · July 26

    I remember insulting the French around the time of the Iraq war, telling jokes and calling them pussies. Now the French are impressively resisting and my fellow Americans have become worse than my exaggerated descriptions of the French. I can’t see us fighting back with the fervor they are displaying. There’s some lesson here about passing judgment on things I really don’t know about. My apologies to France.

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    • A.B Prosper · July 28

      French people have ideology, identity,literally a Generation Identite are willing to lead and are willing to follow.
      Traditional Americans have none of that and if you are the guy that says “learn together to fight for common goals.” its not the State you should fear. Its ultra individualistic Conservatives who think common goals means you are a Stalinist or what is the term? Ah yes Collectivist.
      The time the Right embraces policy and ideas that actually make for a society which is a good place to raise children and works together to those goals, they can win against the rabble that make up the Left
      This means populist nationalism and social conservatism BTW not neo liberalism or neo conservatism.
      This means domestic goods, higher wages, harder divorce, closed borders all of which would be resisted tooth and nail by so called conservatives especially the chamber of commerce.
      Basically go get Pat Buchanan . Find a younger, meaner version of him . Make him President for 20 years . Fix things with State as needed. Build again.
      .

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  4. luisman · July 26

    Reblogged this on Nicht-Linke Blogs.

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  5. dickycone · July 26

    “This dream of absolute, universal equality is amazing, terrifying, and inhuman. And the moment it captures people’s minds, the result is mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, accompanied by attempts to straighten the stooped and shorten the tall.”
    That would get you OK boomered hard on social media, but it’s a good quote.
    “The post-2020 West is not dramatically freer than 1970s ‘Soviet Lite’.”
    Even in the US, I’d put us somewhere between 1930s USSR and 1970s USSR in terms of personal freedom. Same in the UK and Australia, but even closer to the Stalin era.

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  7. ray · July 27

    Good piece, especially the close on Katatonic Karen. Gaze into the eyes of the Gynogulag, she is legion. The Future is Female, and females ain’t into freedom, not for you anyway.
    Your blog is well-named. You don’t know how lucky you are, boys, back in the USSR.

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  8. Catxman · July 27

    The Soviet Union was one big labor camp — not just the gulag. The ordinary cities were in it too. Living in Moscow was good as far as it went, but compared to living in Paris it was the shits. The USSR collapsed because it was built on a foundation of crap, fear, lies, and terror — and people can’t eat these.
    — Catxman
    http://www.catxman.wordpress.com

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  9. overgrownhobbit · July 27

    One more book reccy: this one good fun. Trial Run by Dick Francis set in 1978 USSR

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  10. Marriagesexandmore · July 28

    Damn man, I hate reading this blog because it’s so damn depressing and true… Great post as usual. I won’t stop reading.

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  11. Alles Klaar · July 28

    Comrade Kommissar Danilov: Man will always be man, there is no new man. We tried so hard to create a society that’s equal where there will be nothing to envy your neighbor. But there’s always something to envy.
    A smile, a friendship, something you don’t have and want to appropriate. In this world, even a Soviet one, there will always be rich and poor.
    Rich in gifts, poor in gifts, rich in love, poor in love.

    Enemy At the Gates, 2001.

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  12. Sean · July 29

    I really am stumped by the young American communists I meet now. Not full of revolutionary fervor, but more like cheap, cheesy, robots who repeat what their communist masters tell them to say. They’re not convinced of what they’re doing, or that there’s any rightness to it, just that whatever came before them was the worst possible racism, sexism, etc. I’ve given up debating them, because their doctrines are all lies, and they believe the lies as if their own lives depended on it. Admitting error they believe is next to death. They’re not depressing, just tiresome, and childish. Since they are chronically lazy, I look for them to make big mistakes.

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