Chapters 12–18 of Edvard Radzinsky, Stalin — the Great Turn and the liquidation of the kulaks, Nadezhda's death, the Congress of Victors and the votes against him, Kirov, the show trials, Bukharin's letters, and the carnival that ran alongside all of it. Read from
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⚠ Supersedes the original whole-book report, which merged the whole book into one account.
Source ingest: Edvard Radzinsky, Stalin
The peasants worked out a tactic on their own and it spread everywhere. Once they felt free they simply refused to sell grain to the state at low prices, and a teacher's diary records people speaking openly of famine in the provinces.1 Bukharin's policy of alliance with the peasantry had produced a bread shortage.
And the shortage was not a problem to be solved. It was the opening. The specter of famine untied his hands, and the chapter says it gladdened him to see the grain withheld, because it let him utter the call the Party had been waiting for.2
What NEP had been for is stated without illusion. The wager on it was a manoeuvre in the fight with Trotsky and Zinoviev, and a breathing space while the Party gathered strength — and the only question was when to end the pause.3 The author's own aside on that runs seventy years forward: a prison cannot be made self-financing, and one-party rule cannot survive where anybody has even minimal economic freedom. The plan he was pacing his study over is a single sentence: squeeze a century of progress into ten years, by revolutionary means.4 That required industrialisation, collectivisation, and a Party that could be manipulated.
He went to Siberia in January 1928 and came back in the foulest of tempers, because in a village somewhere they had dared to laugh at him.5 This people only understood strength. On the flyleaf of his copy of Lenin's Materialism and Empiriocriticism he had written that weakness, laziness and stupidity are the only things that can be called vices, and that all else is virtue.
Bukharin was horrified, and then furious, which was not what had been expected.6 The coaxing is on record and it is flattery with a hook in it: you and I are the Himalayas — all the others are nobodies. When Bukharin repeated that to others, Stalin shouted that it was a lie and that he had made it up. What Bukharin said about him in July 1928, in a private meeting with the man he had helped destroy, is the sharpest characterisation in the book — and Kamenev wrote it down:7
Stalin is a Genghis Khan, an unscrupulous intriguer, who sacrifices everything else to the preservation of his power… He changes his theories according to whom he needs to get rid of next.
Then the anniversary, which was of a date he had invented for himself. Through 1929 the country prepared for his fiftieth birthday, and the celebrations are where the cult becomes absolute.8 His published reply thanks the great Party of the working class which bore him and reared him in its own image and likeness — and the chapter says the biblical phrasing was deliberate, as was the claim to have been born not of a woman but of the Party. He chose the anniversary to begin. While he saw in the New Year of 1930 with his family and his humiliated foes, special freight cars stood ready on the sidings out on the frozen expanses.9
The article announcing it named the task in five words: the liquidation of the kulak as a class.10 A commission drew up a plan for total extermination in a very short time, and Molotov's commission sorted kulaks into groups — the activists to camps or shooting with their families deported, the rest deported. And nobody could say who was in which group. It was impossible to distinguish a kulak from a middle peasant, so a prosperous peasant was entirely at the mercy of whoever was deciding.11
The logistics are the part that stays. Fifty thousand families were sent to the far northern territory, and the Northern Territorial Committee had already reported that it could take twenty thousand — the huts having no heat or light.12 The commission that did it is a roll-call of men who went the same way. Its members were the new boyars, the provincial secretaries Stalin had installed, together with Yagoda for the GPU — and nineteen of the twenty-one would shortly be lying in unmarked holes, victims of his purges.13
There were risings. A bloody one in the Ryazan area, in which collective-farm chairmen and GPU plenipotentiaries were killed, was savagely suppressed.14 Putting them down was the Red Army's job, and he had to be careful with an army made up mainly of peasants' sons.
Which is why "Dizziness with Success" was published when it was. Pius XI had called for a day of prayer for persecuted Christians in Russia, and on the eve of it Stalin published a decree blaming distortions of the Party line on over-zealous local officials.15 Priests and monks were not brought back and eighty per cent of village churches were shut by the end of the year, and people still enthused over the handful reopened on his orders. Then the trials of the intelligentsia in the summer of 1930 — academicians, scholars, technologists, economists rounded up in a large-scale operation.16 Everyone confessed.
And the archive settles who was directing it. The author says that only after reading the new documents can he say for certain that Stalin personally staged the trials, and asks what a producer he was.17
The new title arrived with the new order. From 1930 the Party higher-ups increasingly called Party affairs the business, and Stalin the Boss — and by June 1932 Kaganovich was using the word in writing to Ordzhonikidze.18 The people, whose official history said they had overthrown all the bosses in 1917, now affectionately called their ruler the Boss.
Read: lines 3311–3820.
In August 1932 a group of obvious town dwellers turned up in a village outside Moscow, among them an old Bolshevik who had hidden Lenin in 1917.19 The meeting had been called by Martemyan Ryutin, a peasant's son and former village schoolteacher who as recently as 1927 had joined in beating up Trotskyist demonstrators. The document they confirmed is the reason the chapter exists. Its indictment of the reckless pace of industrialisation and collectivisation ends in one clause: no change can be expected while Stalin is at the head of the Central Committee.20
What is striking is that he had let Ryutin go once already. He had been expelled and even arrested in 1930, and then released — which could not have happened without the Boss's approval.21 The chapter's reading is that Stalin knew he would never give up.
The trap worked on people who were not in it. Zinoviev and Kamenev knew about the documents and informed neither the GPU nor the Central Committee, which was a failure of a Party member's duty — and that is what they were charged with.22 Ryutin got ten years in a maximum-security prison. And the letters he wrote to his wife while awaiting trial are the ones that unsettle the chapter: the man who had described the horrors of the dictatorship was now calling himself a prodigal son and yearning for forgiveness, having tried in his appeal to be cautious, tactful and polite.23
Then, on the night of 8–9 November 1932, during the anniversary of the Revolution, his wife shot herself.24 Who she was is assembled from her niece, whom the author interviewed in 1992 in a small flat near the River Station. The Alliluyevs' great-grandmother was a gypsy and they were all dark, wild at times, hot-tempered — and when the family realised he was courting Nadya, they all told her.25
The temper ran on both sides of the house. She had worked in Lenin's Secretariat, which is where Koba could find things out through her.26 Her father, usually the kindest of men, once broke a billiard cue in half in a fit of uncontrollable rage. The early years were happy and the chapter says so. His vagabond days were over and for the first time in his life he had a home, and she bore him a son, which is a great happiness for a Georgian.27
Then Yakov arrived — the forgotten son of the dead first wife, brought from the Caucasus in 1921.28 The chapter dismisses the romantic stories about him and Nadya as nonsense: she did not like her painfully shy, tongue-tied stepson. He tried to marry early, his father forbade it, and Yakov shot himself and survived. Stalin's line about that, in a letter of April 1928, is that Yasha is behaving like a hooligan and a blackmailer with whom he has nothing in common, and can live where and with whom he likes. Her own account of her life is one letter in the archive, from January 1926, and it is about loneliness:29
I have absolutely nothing to do with anybody in Moscow. It seems strange at times to be without friends or close relations for so many years.
And the word he used for women like her is in the same letter. She reports that Joseph sends his greetings and calls the recipient a sensible baba, and asks her not to be angry, because baba is his usual expression for people like us.30 The chapter names that as a norm rather than a quirk. Rough masculine behaviour characterised the family life of all real Bolsheviks, with no bourgeois sentimentality — hard, iron-hard, steely was the complimentary language of the new order.31
She stood up to him more as she got older, exactly as his mother had stood up to his father, and once left for Leningrad with the children, which is what his mother had done.32
What the funeral says is in what it left out. No published word gave a cause of death, and the burial was hurried.33 Molotov had never seen Stalin weep before. Bukharin's wife wrote that he asked for the coffin not to be closed, raised her head and began kissing it. And the chapter catches him managing his own grief for security. His daughter said he did not walk behind the coffin and many people saw him do it — the resolution being that he walked as far as Manege Square, as far as the first inhabited buildings, where a window might hold a shooter.34
She was buried in the ground in a coffin. The Bolshevik rite was cremation, and the chapter asks whether that was an excommunication for suicide.35 The country was told she died of acute appendicitis, and the GPU disseminated it.36 The witnesses do not agree about where he was — the nanny and Molotov put him in the house, two second-hand accounts put him at the dacha — and the author lays them side by side without choosing.
The document he ends on is a petition from a servant, written in 1935 from a camp. She had been made to sign a statement that was not what she had said, and when she objected they shouted at her, and one comrade quietly laid a hand on her shoulder and then shouted that she had better sign.37 Her sentence — that even Comrade Kalinin knows Comrade Stalin was out of town at the dacha that evening — is the official version, and it is the one the servants were given.
Read: lines 3821–4256.
The Seventeenth Congress opened as a coronation. He reported to never-ending ovations that where the Fifteenth Congress had still had to argue for the correct line, there was now nothing to prove and nobody to fight.38
Then his defeated enemies competed at self-abasement. Bukharin said Stalin had been entirely right and had utterly routed a whole series of theoretical premises.39 Tomsky called him the most consistent and most brilliant of Lenin's pupils. And it was Zinoviev, not Molotov and not Kaganovich, who first produced the progression Marx–Engels–Lenin–Stalin.
His own men were not outdone. Kirov used his name twenty-two times in one speech.40 He decided to call it the Congress of Victors, out of modesty, when it was really the Congress of the Victor.
Then the lobbies. Yagoda's department had exerted itself, and Kirov came and told him too — people were saying it was time to act on Lenin's Testament and transfer Stalin to another post, putting in his place someone more tolerant of those around him.41 A delegate's 1960 deposition records that some had talked to Kirov to get him to stand.
The vote is where the chapter's evidence is strongest and least conclusive. Only one candidate stood for each place; a candidate needed more than half the votes.42 Stalin walked demonstratively to the ballot box and dropped his papers in without looking, which was an invitation to the rest.
The widely known story is that 270 votes were cast against him. A delegate on the Tellers' Commission recorded the largest number of "against" votes.43 And the suppressed tellers' documentation survives in the Party Archive — opened during the Thaw, and giving 166 against, though the chapter also carries the figure 292 as possible. Either way he was elected, and either way it was a shock.44
Meanwhile a third teacher had appeared in Germany. Hitler became Chancellor in 1933, and the chapter's reading is uncomfortable and specific: if Hitler had not existed Stalin would have had to invent him.45 The threat of Hitler and of intervention conferred enormous powers and justified the most extreme measures. And there was a lesson in it beyond the diplomacy. The way Hitler had settled the fate of the Party comrades who brought him to power was instructive.46
Then the warm spell, which the chapter reads as staging. Jazz was suddenly acceptable; Komsomolskaya Pravda announced that not long ago a critic who saw a saxophone in his dreams would wake in a cold sweat; the Baltimore Sun ran the headline Red Russia Is Becoming Pink.47
H. G. Wells arrived in 1934 wanting very much to like Stalin, because he hated Fascism. He was delighted with everything he saw, or more precisely with everything he was shown, and reported that the contrast with 1920 was striking and that the capitalists must learn from the USSR.48 Two years later the tragedy of 1937 would leave him stunned. For the time being he had confirmed that Stalin is Lenin today.
Read: lines 4257–4462.
The chapter opens with the question the whole book is organised around. Why destroy a Party now completely subservient to him, with such inordinate cruelty?49 The madness answer is raised and rejected on operational grounds. At a 1989 round table, psychiatrists looked for a diagnosis, and one of them made the point that such an illness is hardly compatible with skill in manipulating personnel, recruiting supporters and accurate calculation.50
The answers the chapter does give are four and they are all administrative. The Seventeenth Congress had convinced him they would never let him build the country he wanted, a military camp where unanimity and subservience reigned.51 Lenin had seen the need to unify the Party in obedience and had left the task unfinished.
Then the competence problem, and it is documented. In February 1937 Malenkov's report showed that seventy per cent of provincial Party secretaries had only an elementary education.52 The Party bosses were all-powerful and had little understanding of technology or management.
And the ageing problem. After twenty years in power the functionaries had accumulated families, in-laws and mistresses, and Molotov's character sketches keep returning to a wish to rest.53 Destroying that establishment would make room for an educated generation grown up under Stalin. The method question is answered by precedent. How to get rid of them painlessly and quickly, without retiring them and so creating an opposition — and his handling of the kulaks had supplied the answer.54
The visitors' book supplies the last week of Kirov's life. He arrived at three and left at five on 28 November 1934.55 Yagoda was a daily visitor. On the evening of the 29th, Stalin and Kirov were at the Arts Theatre; the Boss took him to the station and kissed him on the platform, and the chapter's line is that it is no easy thing to renounce a brother. He kissed him once more in the coffin.
On 1 December Kirov was shot in a corridor of the Smolny — the building the October coup had been run from.56 The decree was dictated the same evening, and its provisions are the machinery of everything that follows: investigations of terrorist acts to be completed in not more than ten days, cases tried with no prosecutor and no defence counsel, and no appeals.57
That night he went to Leningrad with Molotov, Yezhov and Yagoda.58
Read: lines 4463–4694.
The NKVD's senior officials were assembled and told that a gigantic conspiracy had been uncovered.59 The whole gathering knew there was no conspiracy — and they also knew the in-depth language, and had been told that the Party must have one. Yagoda's circular read out at the end warned that threats and torture would not be tolerated. In in-depth language that meant the opposite.60
Some hundreds of oppositionists were brought in from prisons and exile and required to admit to terrorism and play their parts.61
The letters Zinoviev wrote from prison are the chapter's evidence and they are not the letters of a tortured man. From April 1936: in my soul there is one burning desire, to prove to you that I am no longer an enemy, and there is no demand with which I would not comply to prove it.62 From May: I am treated humanely in prison here, I get medical attention — but I am old and badly shaken, and in the last few months I have aged twenty years. From July: a plea for his book, and for his son.
The author corrects his own earlier published account. He had repeated the story that Zinoviev and Kamenev were tortured and that Stalin used persuasion on them, and got a letter signed with a joke on the initials NKVD saying he was mistaken.63 The prison was more like a clinic, and the whole atmosphere suggested that they would surely be pardoned. All they wanted was to be allowed to live.
Against all of that stands one man. Ryutin was brought to Moscow to be given a part, and he alone refused to play it — treated, in his own phrase, like an animal, and standing his ground.64 Out of the whole cohort of Party notables, one.
Then the executioner was made superfluous by being rewarded. Yagoda was still nannying Party men, so once Stalin had decided to finish with him he showered him with favours, as was his habit.65 Happiness made him stupid: he pushed on the Moscow–Volga Canal, where starving and overworked prisoners died by the thousands, hoping it would bear his name. The telegram appointing Yezhov went from Sochi on 25 September 1936.66
What Yezhov built is described as a great army and it was paid like one. NKVD salaries were quadrupled and stood well above those in Party and government posts, with the best apartments, rest homes and hospitals.67 Special departments in every large enterprise and every educational establishment, and a network of informers covering the country. People fought for the right to inform.
And every citizen was enrolled in it. A Party member who learned that an acquaintance had been arrested was obliged to report it — and to inform on himself.68 A special NKVD department watched all Party bodies up to and including the Central Committee, and appointments to Party posts were confirmed only with NKVD approval. The last detail of the run is the one that undercuts everything above it. When Yezhov was arrested they found in his safe a dossier on Stalin, including the reminiscences of a Georgian — who had of course vanished in the camps — stating that Stalin had been a police provocateur.69
Read: lines 4695–4976.
The first bell rang in Pravda in February 1936, and two weeks later Stalin let Bukharin take his wife to Paris.70
The chapter reads that as a wager that could not lose. If he stayed abroad he became a defector, and every rightist could be tarred with it. If he came back — and the Boss knew what a peacock he was — he would not be able to govern his tongue while he was there.
It happened exactly so. Anyone who has lived in the USSR knows the dangerous sensation of freedom that comes over a man abroad.71 Bukharin talked to Menshevik emigres and prattled endlessly to a historian who wrote it all down for posterity and destroyed his notes only after the arrest. Paris was full of Stalin's agents. Then six weeks' holiday in the mountains, during which his name began to be heard in the Zinoviev–Kamenev trial.72 Tomsky read the signal correctly and shot himself on 22 August.
The letters Bukharin wrote in the months that followed are the chapter's centre, and the author's description of them is that they might be an epistolary novel written jointly by Kafka and Dostoevsky.73 What is in them is not defiance. He protests his innocence and then, in the same breath, welcomes the executions of his former close friends: so the scoundrels have been shot — excellent: the air has immediately become cleaner.74
And then his mind races, hunting through his own memory for meetings he might have forgotten — a book collected from Radek's apartment, a drink taken with Zinoviev — in case one of them turns out to have been criminal.75 He appealed to Voroshilov, who had been his friend, and got back an atrociously rude reply. Just as Bukharin feared his own plague-stricken pupils, Voroshilov now feared Bukharin, and was just as eager to throw him out.76
The stage management is explicit and slow. It was too early for the kill: the second act, the trial of Pyatakov and Radek, was still in rehearsal, and Bukharin's entrance was not due until Act Three.77 At the December 1936 Central Committee, Yezhov was allowed to accuse him outright while the Boss played the part he had written for himself, the Trusting Leader. Bukharin spent one of his sleepless nights writing a poem about Stalin and submitted it to him for comment, and his hero modestly advised against publication.78
Meanwhile the constitution the same man had drafted was promulgated at the Eighth Congress of Soviets, and the letters printed in the newspapers said almost nothing about it.79 What they said was about a face. A worker wrote of the unforgettable moment of seeing the bright face of the Leader; a textile worker said she sat as though bewitched and could not take her eyes off him; Chukovsky described every face in the audience as full of love and tenderness.
And the chapter states the technique that governs the whole year in one exchange. Stalin wrote to the editor of Pravda that vilification of Bukharin should stop.80 Mekhlis was familiar with in-depth language and knew that what the Boss wrote and what the Boss wanted were not the same thing, so Pravda went on baiting him.
Read: lines 4977–5312.
The chapter opens by refusing the picture the previous six have built. Reading a catalogue of arrests and trials, we are bound to imagine the country in deep depression in 1937 — and not a bit of it.81 The great majority woke happily, and sang while queuing for the lavatory. The trials were entertainment, and the chapter says so directly: the public trials with their magnificent ritual of retribution were one of the distractions from everyday life, and as a true Caesar should, he arranged many such diversions.82
The other diversions were achievements. They had beaten everyone in the Civil War and were now winning peacetime victories, catching up with the world in two or three Five-Year Plans and about to leave it behind.83 And the record-breaking miner was manufactured to order. In 1935, while launching the wrecker trials, he arranged for the discovery of a miner able to produce an enormous quantity of coal — at a mine where intellectuals were being tried for sabotage.84
What a life looked like is one word repeated. You worked collectively, lived collectively in a communal apartment, took your leisure collectively, went on collective excursions.85 Parks of Culture and Rest were opened across the country, where people enjoyed themselves under the guidance of specially trained leisure organisers. At the height of the Terror, in 1938, there were carnivals.86
Read: lines 5313–5356.
Everything from here down is speculative by design. Above the line, every claim carries a footnote and a line range. Below it, the writing is allowed to weigh alternatives, run counterfactuals and hand the decision to advisors from other traditions — because that is the job of these sections.
[SPECULATIVE]Paradigm-obvious. Confiscating grain by force, which had been done in 1918 by the same people with the same squads. Staging show trials, which the regime had been doing since the 1930 intelligentsia case. Rewarding an official heavily just before destroying him, which the chapter says was his habit and which everyone around him could see. Using a foreign threat to justify internal measures, which every government in that decade was doing. None of these needs explaining by a diagnosis, and the round-table psychiatrists' own objection is that they are incompatible with one.
Paradigm-breaking, and the cost is what marks them. Releasing Ryutin in 1930 knowing he would not stop. That is a deliberate decision to grow a conspiracy rather than crush one, and it cost two years of an actual programme circulating among Party members — a real risk, taken to obtain a real charge.
Destroying a machine that already obeyed him completely. This is the book's central puzzle and it is genuinely anomalous: no reading of self-interest explains removing seventy per cent of your provincial administration during an industrialisation drive. Letting Bukharin go to Paris with his wife. Everything about that decision is against the grain of a regime that would not let its own citizens travel, and the chapter's reading — a bet that could not lose either way — is the clearest single example of the technique the run displays.
[SPECULATIVE]A live alternative, and it was official policy when he abandoned it. Bukharin's line was published in Pravda and addressed to the peasants: enrich yourselves and don't worry that it may be taken away. The country sighed with relief. Rykov and Tomsky supported it, and Bukharin fought for it through a series of plenary meetings.
A constructed alternative. Suppose NEP had continued. The forecast is not prosperity, because the chapter's own analysis says why it could not hold: the regime could not tolerate the political consequences of even minimal economic freedom, and the author extends that seventy years forward to Gorbachev. A peasantry that can withhold grain is a peasantry with a veto, and a Party that has to bargain with it is a Party that has to answer to something. The Great Turn was not chosen over NEP on economic grounds; it was chosen because the alternative meant sharing power with a hundred million people who had never been asked.
Scope condition, and it is the transferable half. Any system that permits economic autonomy while forbidding political competition is unstable in one direction: the autonomy generates interests, the interests generate demands, and the system either concedes or takes the autonomy back. The chapter watches it being taken back over eighteen months.
[SPECULATIVE]Take Ryutin in his cell, writing to his wife as a prodigal son after having written the only honest description of the regime anyone circulated.
A Stoic advisor, working from the dichotomy of control, would find the letters unsurprising and would not read them as cowardice. The ten years, the prison, the family outside — none of that was his. What was his was the refusal, and he made it once in the document and then again, later, when he alone of all the Party notables would not play his part in a trial. The letters and the refusal are the same man, and the advisor would say the letters cost nothing that mattered.
An advisor working from deniable power reads the whole Ryutin sequence from the other end and finds it beautifully constructed. He is expelled, arrested, and released — which requires the Boss's approval and looks like leniency. He then does exactly what everyone expected, under observation. And when he is taken, the men caught by it are not him but Zinoviev and Kamenev, who committed no act at all and were charged with knowing and not reporting. The programme's real function was to define a new offence and catch people with it.
They do not converge, and the gap is the point. One reads the case as a man keeping the only thing he owned. The other reads it as a trap in which that man was the bait rather than the target. Both are true, and the chapter carries both.
[SPECULATIVE]Decision type: obtaining confessions without coercion, by managing the alternative.
The mechanism is the most disturbing thing in this part and it is documented from Zinoviev's own letters. He was not tortured. He was treated humanely, given medical attention, kept in conditions the author's correspondent compares to a clinic — and the whole atmosphere suggested he would surely be pardoned. What was extracted was extracted by hope.
Scope conditions. This requires three things simultaneously: the subject must believe the authority can pardon him, must have nothing outside the authority to fall back on, and must have already spent his own moral standing — which Zinoviev had, having denounced others for years. Where any of the three is missing it fails, and the chapter supplies the control case. Ryutin had the same conditions and refused, and the difference the chapter points to is that he had not begun by helping to build the machine.
The uncomfortable general form. An institution that can offer restoration is more effective at obtaining self-incrimination than one that can only punish, because punishment gives a person something to resist and hope gives them something to cooperate with. The men who broke fastest were the ones who had most to be restored to. Modern equivalent: any settlement process where the accused's best outcome runs through the accuser's goodwill. The technique needs no cruelty, and the cruelty in the historical case arrived afterwards, once the confessions were on paper.
[SPECULATIVE]Decision type: running the terror and the carnival at the same time.
Everything in chapters 12 to 17 is happening in the country described in chapter 18, and the chapter's insistence that most people woke up happy is the hardest thing in this part to hold. The trials were a public ritual with a satisfying shape. The record-breaking miner was manufactured in the same year as the wrecker trials and at a mine where the wreckers were being tried. The Parks of Culture and Rest were opened while the freight cars were running north.
Scope conditions. This works where the population's information about the terror comes through the same channel that supplies the celebration, where the victims are a named category rather than a random draw, and where the achievements are real enough to be felt — the industrialisation was real. It fails when the category expands until everybody knows somebody inside it, which is what the later chapters will show happening.
And the reason to name it as a technique rather than an irony is that it is the only thing that explains the enthusiasm the chapter documents. A regime that offered nothing but fear would have to be held down. This one was held up.
Read from RAW/books/Stalin.md, lines 3311–5356: ch. 12 (3311–3820), ch. 13 (3821–4256), ch. 14 (4257–4462), ch. 15 (4463–4694), ch. 16 (4695–4976), ch. 17 (4977–5312), ch. 18 (5313–5356).
The strongest documentation in this part. The suppressed tellers' papers from the Seventeenth Congress, surviving in the Party Archive and opened during the Thaw. Stalin's visitors' book from the President's Archive, giving Kirov's last recorded visit to the minute. Bukharin's letters to Stalin and to the Politburo, read by the author in the archive. Zinoviev's letters from prison. Ryutin's letters to his wife. Malenkov's education report of February 1937. Stalin's flyleaf inscription in Lenin's book.
Where the numbers do not agree, and the author leaves them disagreeing. The votes against Stalin at the Seventeenth Congress are given as 270 in the widely known story, 166 in the surviving tellers' documentation, and possibly 292. All three are reported here.
The one death this part cannot settle. Nadezhda Alliluyeva's. Two witnesses place Stalin in the house, two second-hand accounts place him at the dacha, and a servant's 1935 petition from a camp describes being made to sign a statement she had not made. The author sets them side by side and does not choose, and this report does the same.
Where the author corrects himself. He states that he had himself published the claim that Zinoviev and Kamenev were tortured, and that a correspondent's letter persuaded him otherwise. That correction is the basis for the chapter's most important finding and is marked here as the author's revision of his own earlier work.
Where the reasoning is the author's. That the famine untied his hands and was welcome. That Hitler would have had to be invented. That the funeral walk to Manege Square was calculated for security. That Ryutin was released deliberately. All are inference from circumstance and are marked as such above.
Bounded absence. No claim is made about material outside lines 3311–5356.