Lol.
I even put together a whole syllabus of books and articles on communism... on a website frequented by nasty DC-area neocons.
hehheh
They went totally berzerk... attacked me viciously... touted Ayn Rand, Gertrude Himmelfarb, and Dana Goioa.
I will always highly recommend that everyone read Darkness at Noon by Arthur Koestler, Animal Farm by George Orwell, Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Doestoevsky, Monsignor Quixote by Graham Greene, and Under Western Eyes by Joseph Conrad.
I'm still not quite sure what to make of Koestler's place in the history of literature, which seems somewhat problematical and confused to me. Definitely, Darkness at Noon is one of the finest works of art of the last century, greatly conceived, brilliantly and tautly styled, and possessed of great profundity and depths artistically... a true cold bonfire of the profundities that have absorbed us as humans for the last century or two. Along with Graham Greene's great little work, _Monsignor Quixote_, and Joseph Conrad's _Under Western Eyes_, DaN forces us to see and come to grips with the great questions and paradoxes that extremes of fascism, totalitarianism, revolutionary thinking, and communism give us cause to confront.
I am also fond of pointing out the irony in the way that fascist or totalitarian countries have such a long history of firstrate art in every possible genre, whereas the USA.. a presumably free and democratic country.. has for the most part produced second and thirdrate art (with a few exceptions). I especially like pointing this out to neocons, to show them that the USA is the most oppressive and monstrous country in the history of the world, disguising itself as free and democratic. There were a few experiments with art colonies and communes, with some great thinking and art coming out of them, but how long did they last? They were essentially notable failures.
Russia, over the years, has been forced to live with the problems of Stalinist exterminations, forced atheism that of course never works, government controlled production and education, space race, nuclear arms race, cold war, and most paradoxically (at least to me), magnificently beautiful art, top rate in nearly every form. How can that be, I would ask myself... how can great art and artists flourish under such heavy and extreme oppression? I never had an answer, but I did notice ... and I have always appreciated the Russian dance, the tales, the novels, the icons, the sensitive depths and flairs.
Here's an interesting article on this conundrum:
The Atlantic Monthly | May 2001 Russia Is Finished : The unstoppable descent of a once great power into social catastrophe and strategic irrelevance - by Jeffrey Tayler
http://www.theatlantic.com/issues/2001/05/tayler-p1.htmhttp://www.artsjournal.com/artswatch/Russianart.htm ART OF SURVIVAL Can Russia's rich tradition of art save it from it from ruin? By Jack Miles and Douglas McLennan
http://www.artsjournal.com/artswatch/Russianart.htmThe article begins by saying:
“Russia Is finished,” proclaims May’s cover story in The Atlantic Monthly. “Within a few decades,” Jeffrey Tayler writes, “Russia will concern the rest of the world no more than any Third World country with abundant resources, an impoverished people, and a corrupt government.” Russia’s population, currently 146 million, may drop below 100 million by mid-century, Tayler writes, comparing the erstwhile superpower to Zaire under Mobutu.
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Here's a response from a conservative:
Art benefits from opposition, even oppression and injustice. For example, American music IS black music, and black music is a direct result of slavery. How else does one survive 16 hours a day pickin' cotton in the hot, Southern sun but to sing and sing well? The same goes for Western art in general. The Church, inadvertently, was the great spur to western art. Great art is usually a challenge to the status quo. For example, the "gothic" cathedrals were an affront to Roman "classical" sensiblity. "Gothic" was an insult not a name. The Northern Christians were always uneasy with Roman dominance, even in Popish France. Western literary art in general is the story, mostly a result and a response to the Reformation.
Art is created against something, not with it. Writers write against other writers, as painters and musicians compose their works agianst other painters and musicians. Art IS Agon. Speaking of Russia, great souls like Tolstoy are perhaps creating against God itself (or, in Tolstoy's case, Shakespeare, which may be the same thing).
The problem today for art is the very permissiveness of our culture. Opposition to anything is extremely weak and mostly passive. Art cannot do well in a permissive environment. Neither can artists, it should be said. Giving grants etc. to artists only encourages the weaker sort while turning off the stronger. We are mired in bad art because they are pampered with money and recognition and because there is no really dominating intellectual battlefield in our culture today. Animal Rights and the Gay agenda hardly qualify for vigorous intellectual debate. Perhaps the new "War on Terrorism" may spur art again (but I doubt it).
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And one from an angry, arrogant, egotistical neocon:
Art needs nothing except for a society to decide that what was once merely a piece of writing or a painting is now Art. That's all.
The only guarantee of oppression is that it is oppressive and destructive. Great works have been written by people of privilege (or under privilege of a patron) who lived in relative political and cultural serenity. Unmemorable dreck has been written by people in prison camps.
Art becomes Art by cirstances far too complex to be measured by a simple index of oppressivity. That's why "funding for the Arts" is as well a misnomer. Societies can't simply decide that they're going to buy another "Ulysses," another "Brandenburg Concerto." Civil unrest or war doesn't always create great Art. WW I saw the emergence of the "War Poet": Graves, Sassoon, Edmund Blunden, Wilfred Owen. But WW II, much larger and directly affecting many more people, resulted in only one true "War Poet," Keith Douglas, who died in 1944 and who really wasn't all that good anyway.
How does Art become Art? Through endless discussions like this one, actually. They're free and don't require taxpayer money. And, much like art, they're generally done under cirstances of relative calm, when societies can afford the time to gather together and decide what we're going to call Art today. And , like art, discussions about Art generally require that its participants know quite a bit about it.
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I tended to agree more with the conservative than the neocon.
So, Dod, pResident *, NSA, whoever: surveil me. You might learn something. lol
ananda