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- <title>
- Mar. 19, 1990: Creatures That Slither and Froth
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- <history>
- TIME--The Weekly Newsmagazine--1990
- Mar. 19, 1990 The Right To Die
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- <article>
- <source>Time Magazine</source>
- <hdr>
- BOOKS, Page 83
- Creatures That Slither and Froth
- </hdr>
- <body>
- <p>By Sally B. Donnelly
- </p>
- <qt>
- <l>MEMOIRS</l>
- <l>By Andrei Gromyko</l>
- <l>Doubleday; 414 pages; $24.95</l>
- </qt>
- <qt>
- <l>AGAINST THE GRAIN</l>
- <l>By Boris Yeltsin</l>
- <l>Summit; 263 pages; $19.95</l>
- </qt>
- <p> Centuries from now, when anthropologists are examining the
- Gorbachev era, they will be astounded by the abrupt changes in
- the forms of political life that occurred during the punctuated
- evolution of the period. Mute and spineless holdovers from
- pre-glasnost days slithered into obscurity and were replaced
- by frothing creatures distinguished by wide-open mouths and
- fists thrust upward. Two new autobiographies, published this
- month in vivid counterpoint, provide a revealing glimpse of
- this great Soviet transition.
- </p>
- <p> One of the purest specimens of the spongelike species that
- plunged into extinction is Andrei Gromyko, the perennial
- Foreign Minister who worked with every Soviet leader from
- Stalin to Gorbachev and conveniently died last year as he fell
- from grace. Revealingly, his book is relentlessly unrevealing.
- Of the dermatologist's nightmare that was Stalin's pockmarked
- face, Gromyko writes, "I don't recall ever seeing any" scars.
- </p>
- <p> A handful of Gromyko's tales are worth the trudge. For
- example, he recounts Che Guevara's story of how he became head
- of the National Bank of Cuba in 1959. Fidel Castro asked the
- assembled leaders of his revolution, "Tell me, friends, which
- of you is an economist?" "Che paused. `I thought he had said,
- "Which of you is a communist?," so straightaway I said, "I am,"
- at which he said, "OK, you handle the economy."'"
- </p>
- <p> But such bright spots mainly show how good Gromyko's book
- might have been had he not chosen to keep his tail between his
- legs. Memoirs is too often a turgid history cum travelog
- speckled with diplomatic slavishness. "Staff at the Foreign
- Ministry did not discuss the purge trials," he says of the
- Stalinist era. "As diplomats, we avoided the subject." As a
- result, his book is destined for the dustheap of
- famous-people-I-have-met books.
- </p>
- <p> In starkest contrast is the hurriedly published
- autobiography of Boris Yeltsin, the charismatic populist who
- seems more of a cross between Mick Jagger and Huey Long than
- a veteran apparatchik. His book, as predictably frank as
- Gromyko's is dour, bounces from biographical anecdotes to a
- diary of his successful 1989 election campaign for the new
- Soviet legislature. The former volleyball star, who despite
- touches of buffoonery has become a cult hero among Soviet rebels
- with a cause, struts his arrogance from the school yard to Red
- Square.
- </p>
- <p> Yeltsin slams the Council of Ministers as "a disorganized,
- confused gathering of dunderheads," rips into the elderly
- Gromyko as "of no use to anyone"--and even pounces on
- Gorbachev because he "never acts decisively." Yeltsin also
- suggests that dissidents be paid a salary to combat "our
- mindless unanimity."
- </p>
- <p> Even more important than what Gromyko and Yeltsin say is the
- manner in which they do (or do not) say it. Like the old Soviet
- state of which he was a symbol, Gromyko is plodding and closed
- and oppressive. Like the new Soviet state of which he ardently
- hopes to become a symbol, Yeltsin is explosive and open and at
- times verging on being out of control. Which makes Yeltsin's
- book, like the new Soviet state, far more exciting than the old
- model.
- </p>
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- </article>
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