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Let's
look at Ralph Miliband's now-infamous diary entry in slightly fuller
detail
than
when the Daily Mail splashed it for their hatchet piece.
Writing shortly after arriving in Britain, as a young refugee from
fascism, he wrote:
“The
Englishman is a rabid nationalist. They are perhaps the most
nationalist people in the world ... When you hear the English talk of
this war you sometimes almost want them to lose it to show them how
things are. They have the greatest contempt for the continent in
general and for the French in particular. They didn't like the French
before the defeat... Since the defeat, they have the greatest
contempt for the French Army ... England first. This slogan is taken
for granted by the English people as a whole. To lose their empire
would be the worst possible humiliation."
Perhaps
I am the only person alive who is able to spot the word 'almost' in a
sentence. Perhaps I could sign up for one of those super teams, using
that as my specialist power. “We need to know whether the word
'almost' is written here. Hey Almost Boy, step up!”
Many
have mused on the irony of Miliband volunteering... I say again,
volunteering to fight at Normandy while the Mail
published the headline 'Hurrah For the Blackshirts'.
(After their printing of contact addresses for interested parties to
enlist with the British Union of Fascists, and competitions for the
reader who could come up with the best reason for joining, even the Spectator commented “The average Daily Mail reader is a
potential Blackshirt ready made.”)
But
try actually reading that piece. In some absurd self-parody their
chief concern about fascism isn't the violence, isn't the
authoritarianism. It's that fascism is European. “Because
Fascism comes from Italy, short-sighted people in this country think
they show sturdy national spirit by deriding it.”
Which
makes Almost Boy wonder if the young Miliband didn't almost have a point.
But
really, it's all a distraction isn't it? Who cares whether Miliband
“hated Britain”? They'd probably say I “hated Britain” too
and, given the skewed way they tend to define it, I probably do.
I'm
more concerned that they say he's a Stalinist.
Notably
in his claims today Mail editor Paul Dacre has hedged this bet, calling him “a man who gave unqualified
support to Russian totalitarianism until the mid-50s”.
Which
means he must know more about Miliband than his own biographer,
Michael Newman, who
described the man as “politically homeless in
post-war Britain. He regarded himself as a Marxist, but was
increasingly critical of the Soviet Union and Communist Party
allegiance to it.”
But
then again perhaps this sympathetic biography of Miliband isn't to be
trusted. Perhaps it's yet another case of these sinister Lefties
covering up for one another. So it's a good job, isn't it, that we
have the Mail to counterbalance things. Such as this diary quote they
pulled up to set the record straight. The one they got from Newman's
book.
But
let's say, just for the sake of argument, Dacre isn't lying. It's a
tough call, I know, but let's see if we can manage it. Even if what
he says is true – so what? Even an ignoramus such as himself must
be aware the Soviet Union did not fully lose it's credibility among
the European left until 1956. (When
Soviet tanks rolled in to Hungary to bloodily crush a worker's
uprising, rather giving the game away.) After Kronstadt,
after Stalin's purges and show trials, this may seem to us to have
happened late. But hindsight, as they say, is always 20/20.
More
to the point, Miliband's
first book was published in 1961. I am going to argue that
1961 came after the mid-50s. I am going to argue that Miliband could
have believed in the tooth fairy in the early 50s and it would not
have made a scrap of difference to his writing career.
And
Ralph Miliband the writer, the Ralph Miliband most of us mean when we
say “Ralph Miliband”, was saying things such as:
“The
invasion of Czechoslovakia show very well that this oppressive and
authoritarian Russian socialism has nothing in common with the
socialism that we demand, and we must state this very loudly, even at
the risk of seeming to be anti-soviet and to echo bourgeois
propaganda...”
(An
interesting contrast to the Nazi annexation of Czechoslovakia, after
which Mail owner Viscount Rothermere wrote to Hitler to congratulate
him. Oh wait, you were ahead of me there, weren't you?)
But
of course the crux of their argument is that Ed knew Ralph as a
father. So perhaps sinister Stalinist Ralph was influencing his son
at an undue age, whispering comments about Five Year Plans instead of
lullabies as the lad lay in his cot. Except Ed was not born until
December 1969. Another date commonly thought to have come after the
early 50s.
Paul
Dacre is normally wrong about everything he says. But this time, he
has outdone himself. This time, even if he is right, he is still
wrong.
Dacre's
game is of course to counterpose “Russian totalitarianism” with
“the market economy”, turning up the heat until there's no other
show in town. That's how he came to be chief of the newspaper that
hated thinking. Despite the fact that guys like Ralph Miliband spent
their lives considering that other choice, what it might look like
and how we could get there.
Four
years ago it was revealed the global economy was essentially running
on thin air and the banking system almost collapsed overnight. Even
with the massive cuts to people's living standards that ensued, that
we are all now supposed to obligingly suffer, there is not a single
lesson to be learnt from that. We should rebuild the “market
economy” exactly as it was at the point just before it broke.
But
back in 1917 the Russian revolution ended in...yes...
totalitarianism. First they installed a command economy. (With,
inevitably enough, themselves in command.) They didn't even stick to that very well themselves. But that is the single point in world history that we
must keep coming back to. Everything we need to know about everything
is here. Pay no attention to the little man behind the curtain.
There
could however be an upside to this sorry story. If as a result of it a few more people were to pick up one of Ralph's books, they might find
that what he advocated bears no relation to Ed's sorry
business-as-usual policies and is actually something quite sensible.
They might find that other show in town.
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