Cultural criticism ends in cultural stereotype dead-ends:
The Russian Debutante's Handbook: A Novel
by Gary Shteyngart
Shteyngart NY: Riverhead Books, 2002, 452 pp. hb
reviewed by pirao5 and mim3@mim.org
Here is how NPR (National Public Radio) summed up
this book: "The main character of the book, like
Shteyngart, is a Russian-American Jew who
emigrated to the United States as a child. In a
New York Times Magazine cover article, Daniel
Zalewski wrote, 'Gary Shteyngart has rewritten the
classic immigrant narrative -- starring a
sarcastic slacker instead of a grateful striver.
And after all his parents have done for him!'"(1)
This book was a big hit because of its sardonic
characterizations. Here we have no reason to doubt
the existence of strange and funny characters that
Shteyngart brings to life. The reviewer can
confirm that the U.$.-side locales of the fiction
are pretty accurate.
When petty-bourgeois people satire other petty-
bourgeois or grand bourgeois people, there is
every reason to laugh along. Unfortunately, in
this book, the author participates in the
shellacking of desperately poor and exploited
people. He makes it socially acceptable for the
world's economic elite to sneer at the starving.
There is nothing wrong in presenting the foibles
of Amerikkkans. "Americans were too keen to invent
their own troubles. To paraphrase an old Russian
expression, they were wild with their own fat."(p.
312) It's true. While Russians are struggling to
survive, Amerikkkans and bourgeoisified Russians
are heading organizations like the Vegan Olympics.
Yes, the idea that an Amerikkkan of the middle-
class dedicated herself to going to an ex-Soviet
bloc country to blow up the foot of a socialist
era statue when she hasn't a clue what is going on
is funny. Had the book stayed at the level of
Russians in the united $tates or Amerikkkans in
the ex-Soviet bloc it would have been fine.
However, just as one example, a character like the
author finds himself addressing communist party
meetings, because of the whole plot to blow up the
foot of a single socialist realist statue that is
still standing after the first attempt to demolish
it was not completely thorough.
"The self-proclaimed Guardians of the Foot were
divided into several divisions. The feistiest
grandmas were out in front, waving their high-
concept placards ("Zionism= Onanism=AIDS")."(p.
314) Hence, Shteyngart expresses the obvious that
the Brezhnev era workers had a dim impression of
Jews, because of how they left the country to join
the enemy camp. Later, there is even some notion
that any ideology makes no sense in the Russian
world now run by mafia-type characters.(p. 348)
With regard to the grandmas still trying to uphold
communism somehow: "One could almost see them as
brownnosing young pioneers back in the forties,
plying their teachers with potato dumplings and
copies of working-class president Jan Zhopka's
love poems." (p. 314) ("Zhopka" is a vulgar Russian
expression for "ass.") With anti-communist
bromides like this, it's easy to justify killing
off a whole generation the way Russia has.
The concluding pages are talking about how a
Westernized character fools the communist
grandmothers with so much nonsense. Asked about
the price of sausage he says, "I think that the
store owner responsible for charging forty crowns
for those sausages should be shot!"(p. 440) How
easy it is for the rich to sneer at the poor
struggling to survive, but it's not funny. The
"hero" manipulates the crowd into attacking his
bourgeois rival who happens to charge into the
room wearing an Armani suit just as denunciations
of u.$. imperialism are in the air.
In another example, the ones spouting militant
line do so only completely incongruously as
Russian capitalists. "Your father and his
capitalist cronies destroyed my nation. Yes, they
fucked the peace-loving Soviet people right and
proper."(p. 255) We won't even deny that there is
a exaggerated kernel of truth in that
characterization, since the great Russian
nationalism of the Brezhnev era came from the
mouths of the party capitalists. It's just that
politics always comes in such incongruous places
in this book.
Of course, since Shteyngart and his family is
coming from the Brezhnev era in the Soviet Union,
Brezhnev does have to take some blame that
intellectuals found no better channel than this
sort of completely sarcastic culture without
purpose but entertainment of the self-critical
bourgeoisie. We can just imagine Shteyngart if he
had been 25 years older and in the Soviet Union.
The book and a whole layer of intellectual life is
an overreaction to the lack of grand purpose and
struggle in the Brezhnev era referred to as
"stagnation."
This book will diminish and contribute to anti-
Semitism in strange ways. Western-oriented
Russians will continue in their acceptance of
Jews, and laugh along with the book, but
proletarian and lumpen Russians will find
themselves battered with yet more anti-Semitic
prejudice thanks to this book attacking their
class interests. Jews are making a big
mistake to allow themselves as a small people to
become associated with bourgeois politics that
antagonize workers in powerful countries. Class
struggle very often plays out as national
struggle.
The class struggle comes out directly sometimes,
as in the battle over a statue's foot,
but it also comes out via national struggle.
While pointing out that he is from ultra-bourgeois Scarsdale
of Westchester New York, the main character Vladimir
modeled on the author runs around associating
gangsterism with entire nationalities. "I'm
worried about. . . Well, Georgians, Kalshnikovs,
violence. Stalin was a Georgian you know."(p. 113)
Had the book stayed at the level of mocking Russian
nationalism and Jewish insularity, it would have been
OK. It's not that Shteyngart is uncritical of his own
background. He says quite openly that his mother did
things like pick his best friend for him, a Jewish boy
of course.(p. 231) (Such a practice does seem funny
in the united $tates.)
He also tells us about his peculiar Jewish vs. Russian run-ins with Russian
government officials, checking baggage for instance.(p. 175)
The stench of great Russian nationalism is there, but
unfortunately, Shteyngart gives it the perfect cover
with his chapter "Starring Vladimir as Peter the Great"
as proof.
Peter the Great had a progressive role in his day. In this
day of imperialism though, there could hardly be anything more
calculated to stir up Russian backwardness than to have
Westernizers adopt the role of Peter the Great. The West had
something progressive to bring in the day of Peter the Great.
Today, Russian backwardness cannot be addressed or conquered by
Western imperialism. Stalin's road remains much more relevant.
Bringing the West to Russia directly is no less doomed to failure than
bringing German culture to I$rael for copying as a solution to its predicaments.
What is missing from this book is any knowledge of the
Russian proletariat--a class of people hungry for change.
That may sound stereotypically funny referring to the
ex-Soviet Union, but it is true. Shteyngart's world seems divided
between lumpen Russia and communist grandmas out of touch with today.
Lena, the only Russian womyn (the grandmas being from a non-Russian
part of the ex-USSR) in the book is lumpen starting in a conservatory
and ending in a brothel.(pp. 371-4) Vladimir identifies with the
gangster class as pretty much mandatory for his generation. When we
consider that Vladimir's vehicle for change is the gangster class bringing
Russia to Westernization, it does not sound so funny to consider a youthful
proletariat instead.
The Russian Maoist Party is an example of people looking for a
way out of the Russian predicament but not falling on
stereotyped ideas about Peter the Great being applicable today or
that all Russians are gangsters. There is not a whiff of
great nation chauvinism about the Russian Maoist Party.
Shteyngart and similar intellectuals should take a look.
Obviously Shteyngart is aware of problems and sees people wanting
change. Instead of condemning the backward and out-of-touch, he should
assist the Russian Maoist Party in providing an internationalist way forward.
Grandma and the Russian proletariat needs to be re-educated, not frozen or starved.
When people look back on the ex-Soviet Union of
the 1990s and the early 2000s, they will remember
the freezing and starving elderly dying homeless
or without proper medical care earned almost as if
for being borne to the generation of communist
parents under Stalin. Like Nero fiddling while
Rome burned, the intellectuals pissed
on everyone while impoverished grandmothers and
grandfathers died without defense against
capitalism. While dissident intellectuals clueless
about political economy ran amok, the life expectancy for Russian men fell
to 56 in the 1990s (2)--by lopping off the lives of millions
of the elderly and driving young men to drink.
That's a lower life expectancy than it was in
1955--by seven years.(3) Those grandmas of the 1940s generation
knew something today's generation does not.
Smart-ass Shteyngart filled with bourgeois
prejudices and inaccurate ideas of political
economy does not mention anything like that. It's
not really accurate to call Shteyngart a slacker,
because he speaks as an intellectual at a time when questions
of political economy and economic advancement were
already settled by a previous generation completely
ignorant of the topic which they seemed so certain of.
Again we can thank Brezhnev-era "comrades" for completely
poisoning the study of these topics with their false
and formal teachings in schools used only to certify the next
generation of corrupt officials. Anyone with a half a brain
was bored or cynical and threw the baby (subject of political
economy) out with the bath water (the corrupt and stagnant "party").
The past generation's level of economic understanding sees department store shelves
full in the West and expresses gratitude for being in
the West or smugglers getting them to the West, regardless of how those shelves were filled.
When Russia adopts open free market capitalism and does not find itself
in the same position as the West even 15 years later, this sort of
naive political economist has no idea why and resorts
to crude cultural stereotypes lumping Stalin and the gangsterism
of a whole people together. The problem was his parent's generation, because
Gary Shteyngart is too young to really have had a
chance to alter any of the horrors before the USSR
dissolved.
The cynicism seen in the book may
easily stem from his family situation. His parents
are typical grateful immigrants to the united
$tates. They are the kind that mistake gratitude
for scientific understanding--excellent
fodder for neo-conservative movements. Gary Shteyngart of
course has a more accurate view since he grew up
in Amerikkkan schools and learned English. He has
a better idea about the causes of Amerikkkan
success than his parents do, but rather than
insist on that, he falls victim to depression.(4) He and
others like him need to push ahead with the differences
between their generation and the past and re-study all
the questions of economic development that his parents'
generation had no clue regarding. Cultural stereotypes
are a dead-end even if they make for marketable fiction.
Had his parent's generation of intellectuals
applied a tenth as much of the wit that they
applied to their culture of satirical fiction-
writing and "dissidence" to subjects like political economy and medical
statistics, there would still be a Soviet Union,
one much better off. We can only hope that Gary
Shteyngart will focus his future witticisms on the
Russian emigres in the united $tates and
Amerikkkans anywhere as befits someone who only
lived in Russia the first seven years
of life and has no real sense
of political economy. With his next book possibly
being about Baku, we fear the worst.
Notes:
1. http://freshair.npr.org/guest_info_fa.jhtml?name=2002/garyshteyngart
2. See this admitted by anti-Soviet Harvard author Richard Pipes, kicked out of the
Reagan administration rumors say because he was too anti-Soviet.
http://www.cdi.org/russia/johnson/2007.html
3. John F. Kantner, "Basic Demographic Comparisons Between the USSR and the United States,"
(1959)...paper submitted to the Subcommittee on Economic Statistics of the Joint Economic
Committee, Eighty-sixth Congress, First Session, Washington, DC. in Alex Inkeles & Kent
Geiger, eds. Soviet Society: A Book of Readings (Boston: Houghton Mifflin Co., 1961), p. 19.
4. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/eejh/message/12781?source=1
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