[EDNote: The link below continues to several letters between Nabokov and Wilson, concerning political views, Soviet/Pre-Soviet history, Faulkner, and some other matters.  Fortuitously, they also contain one of Nabokov's explanations of the term "intelligent" (hard g) that arose in SKB's post last week:

Incidental but very important: the term "intelligentsia" as used in America (for instance, by Rahv in The Partisan) is not used in the same sense as it was used in Russia. Intelligentsia is curiously restricted here to avant-garde writers and artists. In old Russia it also included doctors, lawyers, scientists, etc., as well as people belonging to any class or profession. In fact a typical Russian intelligent would look askance at an avant-garde poet. The main features of the Russian intelligentsia (from Belinsky to Bunakov) were: the spirit of self-sacrifice, intense participation in political causes or political thought, intense sympathy for the underdog of any nationality, fanatical integrity, tragic inability to sink to compromise, true spirit of international responsibility...
Read on...SB]

Subject:
Nabokov's first letter on November 12th of 1940 ...
From:
Sandy Klein <spklein52@gmail.com>
Date:
Wed, 27 Jul 2011 16:31:25 -0400
To:
Sandy Pallot KLEIN <spklein52@gmail.com>





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Wednesday, July 27, 2011 at 10:11AM


Lethal Arrangements

When he answered Vladimir Nabokov's first letter on November 12th of 1940, Edmund Wilson resembled many American intellectuals during the early days of the Cold War: his sympathies lay with the Soviet Union. Since he had never experienced the oppression of the Soviet regime firsthand, Wilson's ideas were necessarily absurd and fantastic. You would think that meeting someone who fled from those restrictions would at least slightly alter his worldview. The fact that this person was Vladimir Nabokov would seem to increase the likeliness of his conversion. Yet some men are more easily captivated by ideas than people, and the ones that drew Edmund Wilson were akin to a virulent disease.

Their relationship, as encapsulated by the letters included here, was direct, honest, and sometimes incendiary. Nabokov was better at taking criticism from people who didn't deserve to empty his bedpan than any writer of his talent. Most geniuses live in the thrall of their dominance - Nabokov had to suspect he was the greatest artist of his generation, but he never behaved that way. He may have felt Wilson misguided, but he tried his best to accommodate an ignorant American socialist who was kind to him and his family and a shitheel to everyone else.


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