We must all be Solzhenitsyns now

In youth until my early thirties, Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn the Sovyet dissident was a hero to everyone with a balanced view of life. I discovered him in late 1971, when a colleague of mine at J Walter Thompson gave me his book The First Circle to read. It was without question the most beautifully constructed and amenable book by a Russian author I had ever read. I went on to read Cancer Ward, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovitch, We never make Mistakes, Nineteen Fourteen et al until the old bugger popped off in 2008. The colleague concerned (a Champagne Communist card-carrying member of what Tom Wolfe long ago dismissed as Radical chic) cast me out into the darkness when I tried to tell her that ‘Viktor Orban [of Hungary] is the EU’s Solzhenitsyn’. She replied with “Shame on You”, but then that’s the lotus-eating international Left for you: the lady had long before written off Aleksandr S. as “a revisionist”.

Long live revisionism.

On the First World Leftist side of “progressive” politics now, we are in very grave need of revisionism – or, my own preference – a reformation designed to take Jeremy Bentham’s uninformed empiricism and bring it up to date with the socio-anthropological learnings of the last 180 years. What we have in the shape of this built-back-better New World Order in 2023 is an Animal Farm of crazy creatures who see five legs where there are three, seven genders where there are two, four ecological Armageddons where there are none, useless eaters where there are unfulfilled citizens, and only devils where the 1in8 of us see Solzhenitsyns.

In summary, rigid ideological catechism (lauded by a 1% who don’t believe a word of it) is using psy-ops to persuade the greater mass of humanity to like the detestable, blame the traditional, criminalise the empirical and confuse the gullible about what is safe science to be followed or dangerous alternatives to be censored.

Continuing to ponder over the last few days on this accelerating power-play under way around the World, I mused on it to (at the time) no particular purpose the other day:

You see what I mean? No term there quite catches the degree to which Our Matthew has lowered the bottom of the barrel in order to avoid dying from the need to imbibe his own bilge. One almost has to take one step backwards from written language and create a new genre of onomatopoeia. So as the EU’s pet Twitter-gargoyle Guy Verhofstadt raised his unprepossessing profile in that social medium this morning, I adopted a different tack in the wake of Big V-Sign’s unpleasantly censorious outburst:

There is an American descriptive term for types like GV: “He’s a piece of work”. But as that was nowhere near to capturing his odious personality, I decided (as a homage to Aleksandr if nothing else) to apply the New Slogarythmic Insult method to him:

As the Jewish agent always says in the casting gags, “Snotlusting, I like”. It reminds me in a way of an ad written in the 1970s by one of my favourite copywriters, Tony Brignull. It was a press ad for Parker Pens, and the headline read, “The lost art of the insult “. It was wonderfully inventive and – as always with Tony – incredibly civilised.

But it’s not really that we’ve lost the art of the insult in 2023, so much as we have found a new all time high of public officials with the morals of an alley cat and the sensitivity of Genghis Khan.

The great thing about the late Solzhenytsin is that he had that kind of eccentric common sense one can always use as a normative measurement of just how rubber-spined, materially diseased, perverted and bought most of the power-seekers are compared to what he was. This makes it very difficult for Anthony St John Algernon Barabbas Blair and his New Normalists to claim “Everything’s exactly the same as it was, only better”.

Having initially been an atheist who embraced Marxism–Leninism, Solzhenytsin was serving as a captain in the Red Army during the second World War when he was arrested by the Secret Police and sentenced to eight years in the Gulag for criticising Joseph Stalin in a private letter. He pursued the writing of novels about repression in the Soviet Union and his experiences. He published his first novel, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich in 1962, with the approval of anti-Stalin Soviet leader Nikita Khrushchev, which was an account of Stalinist repression. Following the removal of Khrushchev from power, the Kremlin attempted to discourage Solzhenitsyn from continuing to write. The Gulag Archipelago (1973) was a bridge too far for the Soviet authorities. In 1974 Solzhenitsyn lost his Soviet citizenship and was flown to the West.

Perhaps the descriptor that best sums up Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn is fearless bulldog defiance. I think that’s the measurement norm we need at the moment for one simple reason: statistically, as a disillusioned former believer who not only saw through the Sovyet system but refused to lose his individual will regardless of the consequences, the USSR’s best known dissident wasroughly 1 in 5 million.

As I’ve suggested with supportive data for some three years now, some 1in8 of Americans and Europeans have doubts about the sincerity of everything from media reporting via judicial decisions and police loyalties to elective corruption and the growing power of other unelected sectors like Globalist Pharma, the Bourses, Gold price manipulators, military intelligence, global banking and the Civil Service.

So with those odds, getting these bloodsuckers off our backs should be a doddle, right?

Wrong. What the miniscule “THEY” have this time around can’t be measured in sheer force of numbers: they have global tracking, surveillance, control of all media through indirect shareholdings, the never-ending fear that goes with false climate and health threats, the multivariate distractions of celeb-driven tabloid press and television and above all…the apathy of electorates fed on the patriotism of compliance rather than the triumph of one exceptional person’s ability to keep on shouting, “The King is in altogether”.

That’s why the call to arms at the head of this post says, “We must all be Solzhenytsins now”. That’s why the header to this site describes me as A Cognitive Dissident. It’s also why the EU and US flags are pictured on the home page with one word – ‘NO’ – to make clear my firm belief going back 45 years that blocist Globalism is utter bunk.

And for the record, Tony Blair is an Ugly Rumour of such Hydestomping evil as to make Quasimodo the most handsome leading man in Bollywood.

John Ward has a whole stack of impenetrable insults unfamiliar to Botwats just waiting to be used on the likes of Rishi Sunak, Mike Pence, Jeremy Hunt, Hunter Biden, Christine Lagarde, Vlodomor Zelenskyy, Emmanuel Macron, Mario Draghi, Jacinda Ardern, Keir Starmer and Peter Tatchell.