Saw what you did there
- Aug 22, 2000
By Senior Field Correspondent, Vasily Grossman
Meet the Politburo – Sic Semper Tyrannis
He was a good man, once. A man who served to protect the State, once. But he is now no more than a lesson in history. A lesson for all to heed. That power is only held by, through and for the goodwill of the people.
Genrikh Yagoda had a long pedigree in the Communist Party and the various security bodies of the Soviet Union. He served for many years with distinction, rooting out reactionaries and foreign agents who would seek to return us to the Tsarist yoke. In 1934, he was rewarded for his diligence by being promoted to the position of People’s Commissar for Internal Affairs. And therein lay the seed of his doom.
Comrade Yagoda made great efforts in promoting the unity of the state, which lay the bedrock for the introduction of laws promoting industrial efficiency culminating in the brilliantly successful Stakhanovite movement. In many ways, the Soviet Union is the industrial Titan it is today because of his hidden hand of persuasion. But therein hid the demon of overweening pride from too much success.
He successfully foiled the plots of enemy agents whilst discovering the foul plots of our enemies to conquer our people. But his obsession to know everything eventually robbed him of his sanity.
Genrikh Yagoda began to think of himself as a god, a power above us mere mortals, controlling everything and everyone, striking down those who did not bend the knee to his commands, seeking to destroy any authority which he thought might rival his own, until he saw enemies even in his closest friends.
When Comrade Yagoda challenged the wisdom of Comrade Stalin, the State tottered on the brink of another Civil War. Comrade Yagoda planned to unleash his NKVD Corps as reborn Oprichniki, terrorising the innocent and imprisoning the honest.
But the brave Comrade Petrova took up the red banner of the people, rallying the Politburo to the defence of the State, and under the command of Comrade Stalin, the would be despot was struck down, his worker’s heart refusing to allow such hubris to continue any longer.
If only he had used his megalomania for niceness instead of evil.
At the Movies
This Summer has seen a flood of new films released to help promote National Unity and a love of our great army of workers and peasants.
Esli zavtra voina - If tomorrow the war…
A film so big it struggles to keep within the screen.
Cheer as you watch the brave men of the Red Army parade before our glorious Politburo. Gasp at the awesome might of our tanks rolling to victory. Thrill at the daring acrobatics of our pilots and the vast fleet of planes. Be amazed by the intricate naval manoeuvres and admire the large guns of the fleet.
If tomorrow the war, I know which side I want to be on.
This is the story of a gallant young pilot, Dmitri, recently returned to the Soviet Union after his heroic deeds in Spain, together with his trusty I 16, Ivanka. You'll be on the edge of your seat as you watch their death defying flying feats whilst rescuing a train load of peasants bound for the celebration of the collective's bounty in the big city. And laugh at the japes and banter of Mikhail, the ground crew attendant.
An historical drama which also speak to our troubled times. A masterpiece by the Soviet Union’s leading director, Comrade Eisenstein. With an original score by the acclaimed Comrade Prokofiev. Inspired by the men of the Red Army who today stand ready, like their ancestors, to repel the armoured invaders from the West. A true classic to watched by young and old alike, on express orders from Comrade Stalin.
And coming soon to a theatre near you….
Faster than a speeding tank, more powerful than the Moskva-Leningrad Express, able to bend the Politburo to his will ….a strange visitor from a distant province, who came to Moskva with powers and abilities far beyond those of mortal men. Who can change the course of history, build factories in a single bound, and who, in his guise as Secretary General, fights a never-ending battle for truth, justice and the Soviet way!
The Man of Steel
The Last Summer
The men gather at the canteen late in the afternoon on a hot September’s day. It has been a very late Summer this year and the men gratefully pass around a bottle of Gey’s joy to wash away the dust of the steppes where they have been practising manoeuvres for months. While some think only of their next leave, the more philosophical wonder whether this will be the last Summer of peace they will know.
The old hands marvel at the new fangled weapons and tactics coming out of the Frunze Academy whilst the youngsters take it all for granted. This is not the Red Army they knew 2 years ago. But even the veterans concede that the armed forces of today have been changed for the better in every way. Not only new tools but a new spirit imbues the ranks with vigour, initiative and elan. Although the officers are spread thin commanding more men than ever, the ordinary private feels confident in himself, in his training and takes pride in his unit. No more is the Red Army a passive barrier but is now the living, breathing embodiment of the militant proletariat, ready to strike down any who seek to oppress the workers, in the Soviet Union, or anywhere else in the world.
The men gather around as the Commissar reads the weekly news to the company. Few of them know what the Sudetenland is or where Munich is, but they all know that it is no good thing for the Hitlerites to be seizing other people’s land, or for the fat capitalists in the West to let them commit such outrages. The feeling amongst the troops is that the fight is coming soon, and that it may come down to the Soviet Union alone to stand up to the bullies. Or take the fight to them.
Our borders now bristle with new artillery and anti-tank pieces. Divisions stand check by jowl, every man knowing his role and bursting to do his duty for his country. We stand ready, waiting only for the word to be given by the great man.