Saturday, February 6, 2010

The Quiet Revolution

I have steeped myself in short stories this week...part of the fun of an annual contest I enter, as much for the access it affords to the works of a multitude of creative writers as for the wacky assignments, deadlines and potential contest winnings.  It seems important to be reminded, at least annually, of the spectacular brilliance out there in the world of made up stories.  I have read some doozies this week.

One of the stories that's lingered in my head is an historical fiction piece called Records on Ribs.  If you're my age and from Russia - you probably know exactly what the story is about.  If you're my age and from Texas - you may be thinking it's a story about a barbecue cook-off, like I did.

In fact, it's a well-crafted tale about the lengths Russians went to to listen to the music of The Beatles in the 1960s and '70s - including recording boot-legged copies of Beatles records onto discarded x-ray films and distributing the copies through underground networks.  Records on ribs - get it? 

It's all true

It seems The Beatles' place in Soviet history is as catalysts for an erosion of authority in Russia that ultimately destroyed communism.  Beatle music was, in the words of a Russian doctor still living in Minsk today, "A quiet revolution in our brains. We had it in our hearts."

Russia's Communist Party leader, Nikita Khrushchev, did not approve of The Beatles' music. "It is not far from saxaphones to switch blades," he warned the Russian people.

But the people knew better. They had it in their hearts.  And thus began a quiet revolution in their brains.

The Beatles' music changed the way an entire generation of Russian people dressed, coiffed, spoke, and regarded their government. The music produced a cultural revolution that, ultimately, destroyed the hold of the status quo east of the Iron Wall. 

They had it in their hearts...and so the revolution began quietly in their brains. 

I am savoring this notion that people are changed by what they ponder their hearts and know in their brains.  It is giving me great comfort during this week of "health care waffling," and "don't ask, don't tell testifying," and "war making worries in yet another Middle Eastern country"...

Just as the people of Russia knew the music they wanted to listen to was not leading to their demise, I want to believe people in the United States know in their hearts that a President who wants to save lives by increasing America's access to health care is not driving the country toward Marxism

Just as Soviet Beatles fans of the '60s knew the style of their hair and the collar on their jacket did not make them "capitalist criminals," I want to believe we the people of 2010 America know the sexual preference of a soldier in the US military is absolutely immaterial to the evaluation of that person's ability to serve the country.

And, just as Russians watched with a sense of daring and excitement as western culture seeped through the cracks in the wall of what had always been...I cling to hope that citizens of the USA are willing to fearlessly embrace a new kind of peacemaking in the world - one that gives life, not death

What really happens when we listen to our hearts and use our brains? 

The writer of Records on Ribs inspired me with this beautiful sentence about her Russian characters:   

Our government is changed because its children heard the music.
Find your groove, America.  Listen to the music of your heart.  Let the quiet revolution begin in your brain.



Butterfly Landing said...

I certainly enjoyed reading your reflection, memories, and profundities about Records on Ribs, a subject new to me, though I was a teen/young adult in the 60's. Your first-source follow-up really adds weight to Taree Belardes' story, continuing the opening up (or breaking down) of that Iron Wall, about which I was so curious in those limited information years.

Bettye198 said...

Thank you so much for referring to my brilliant friends writing. She had sent me the piece some weeks ago for my review and I was blown away, because I come from the Beatles era and had no clue! Who knew about the connection here in America? You honored my dear friend and I thank you again.

gay said...

As always, thanks for sharing. I too am from the Beatles era but never realized they play a part "Quiet Revolution" indeed!