EDNOTE. As  most of you know, NABOKV-L does not encourage political discourse. I have recently run some items featuring what seem to me to be eccentric uses of Nabokov's  name & work. In each case my point has been to show the extent of VN's influence on contemporary culture. I am not interested in what message is being promoted (I may be pro, con,  or indifferent, on any given issue), but in the breadth and depth of VN's penetration into the media and popular consciousness.
 
----- Original Message -----
From: George Shimanovich
To: Vladimir Nabokov Forum
Cc: d.estulin@ctconsultoria.com
Sent: Sunday, January 18, 2004 4:35 PM
Subject: Re: _Bend Sinister_ defends the freedom of the individual mind ...

So now instead of simply saying 'I hate Bush' Mr. Estulin, proclaims 'Nabokov's masterpiece' as mantra, and patches up, like some program in Basic, this predicate:
 
Bent Sinister is about dictatorships of any kind.
Bush does not do as I, free individual, Estulin, desire, hence he is dictator.
We, free people of the world, should treat Bush as unreal
Like Nabokov treated his collective dictator in Bent Sinister.
 
Well, I also consider myself free, consider Mr. Bush very real, and with exception of his immigration initiatives, approve of his policies. Who is unreal it is Mr. Estulin himself - he is certainly is non-reader of Nabokov in a way Nabokov himself defined a reader as one with imagination, memory, dictionary and some artistic sense. Mr. Estulin and his 'free people of the world' would be better served by literature of socialist realism with all its people's governments and people's Gulags.
 
Mr. Estulin is right in saying 'the novel's own resistance, in the name of consciousness, against the group thought that levels individual human mind' - but that applies to his piece more then to President Bush. He quoted wrong Nabokov's work. 'The Christmas Story' is closest Mr. Estulin can approach  Nabokov's oeuvre: "'The insolent Christmas tree," wrote Novodvotsev, "was afire with every hue of the rainbow."
 
In case our Editor has more 'political journalists' quoting Nabokov, as George Bush said, bring them on.
 
Sincerely,
  George Shimanovich
 
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Subject: _Bend Sinister_ defends the freedom of the individual mind ...

 
----- Original Message -----
From: Sandy P. Klein
Sent: Sunday, January 18, 2004 8:19 AM
Subject: “Bend Sinister” defends the freedom of the individual mind ...

http://www.dissidentvoice.org/Jan04/Estulin0117.htm
 
 
 
Nabokov and “W”
by Daniel Estulin

www.dissidentvoice.org
January 17, 2004


I recently saw a TV special on the First Lady -- Mrs. Laura Bush. As TV cameras rolled I got a nagging feeling that I had experienced this once before until I remembered one passage in “Bend Sinister” written by a Russian born American writer Vladimir Nabokov in the years between Hitler’s rise to power and his defeat, depicting the home life of two of its protagonists: “With conventional humour and sympathy bordering upon the obscene, Mr. Etermon and the little woman were followed through all mentionable stages of their existence, which despite the presence of cozy furniture and high tech gadgets did not differ essentially from the life of a Neanderthal couple.”

Consciousness is something we each develop to the degree we feel and think for ourselves. Insofar as we merely accept the emotional and intellectual commonplaces of others, we remain dead.

“Bend Sinister” is a dramatic fantasy of modern man menaced by the rising tyrant State which, under the familiar slogans of Equality and Community, extinguishes the free intelligence and all normal human relations.

The book argues for a political system that will allow individuals to get on with their own lives uninterrupted by the state. Of course politics does not always oblige. Hitler’s ambitions shifted the course of 20th century history and Bush’s empirical pretensions may do the same to our young twenty-first.

“I detest the mass mobilization of minds that war requires, the air of crisis everyone is supposed to breathe” wrote Nabokov at the height of World War II. This is the very nature of dictatorship, as it deprives its citizens of their freedom of choice, to inculcate in them a sense of crisis and unite them against some designated opponent: the Jews, the Arabs, the Communists, the Fascists, the anti-American left, right or centre. The notion that all good citizens should rally around the flag to attack is in itself just another form of social dictate.

Far from accepting that everything should be directed toward a common purpose, Nabokov’s masterpiece champions the right of minds to follow their own curiosity wherever it may lead. As one character in the novel declares, “curiosity...is insubordination in its purest form” an attitude that in today’s America would draw you a prison term for anti-American activity.

The Bush’s administration notion that individual differences should be limited for the sake of an abstract common good or goal—from defeating terrorism, to putting up a united front against a phantom menace is a reductio ad absurdum, which can only be likened to Stalin's terror, Hitler's lunacy or other smaller, more insignificant and less lethal parodies.

If we were to take from Nabokov his freedom, the Russia of his childhood, his family, his sight, he will still remain great; take from Bush his missiles, and he will be nothing more than the powerless, insignificant, easily dismissed language-challenged, Bible preaching simpleton. It is not the first time that an obscure and unlovable but obstinate man has gnawed his way into the bowels of power.

“Bend Sinister” defends the freedom of the individual mind not only against dictatorships abroad but against the coercion of mass culture, mass propaganda or mass mobilization at home.

“If the state is to be saved, if the nation desires to be worthy of a new robust government that can protect its people, then everything must be changed; popular commonsense must prevail, and simple words, intelligible to man and beast alike, and accompanied by fit action, must be restored to power,” wrote one obscure Soviet bureaucrat in the 1930s.

What the current administration is attempting to pass off as patriotism is, in fact, the worst form of propaganda, the propaganda of current ideas, easily digested brain food, fashionable worries, answerable extremes.  The alternative advanced by the President today, with its grizzly dip into the torturous past requires that things should be kept simple—brought down to the lowest common denominator—a policy that would denude the world of its splendid particulars. The US Government accepts consciousness as something to be handed out in small doses, to the select few willing to play along.

Even in his most political novel, conceived in the heat of war, Nabokov turns from the problem of the moment to the strength and mystery of consciousness: the power of one’s mind and heart and soul as he resists the political pressure brought to bear on him; the novel’s own resistance, in the name of consciousness, against the group thought that levels individual human mind.

Nabokov presents the dictator’s notion in the novel that we should trim our minds and thoughts to the minds of others as the greatest travesty of humanity. In the name of freedom we must refuse to take these underlings seriously. Denying the irreplaceable uniqueness of individual consciousness, Bush and the American media are advocating the unreal. We, as people of the world should treat them as such, reducing them to preposterous mechanisms around which our kaleidoscopic cultures can extend the limits of truth they refuse to take into account.

Daniel Estulin is a political commentator living in Spain and author of four books on communication skills. He can be reached at: d.estulin@ctconsultoria.com

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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