In my stroll through the classics, I feel like I’ve gotten my fill of utopian literature, now thankfully out of style. However, in reading Yevgeny Zamyatin’s We (1921) I filled in a gap in my dystopian lit library. I’ve read 1984 (1949) and Brave New World (1932) of course, and also “The Machine Stops” by E. M. Forester (1909 — a brilliant short story, if you’re interested). We stands out both for its power and also for its context: an early supporter of the Communist revolution in Russia, Zamyatin quickly realized the abuses that were being perpetrated by those in power. This work is a reaction to those abuses and a classic “If This Goes On–” style warning. However, it couldn’t be published in the author’s native land. It was published first in English after being translated. There was an attempt to sneak it into Russia by selling a version supposedly translated from the Czech, but the book had already been banned. Apparently it wasn’t published openly in Russia until 1988. Zamyatin himself was forced into exile in France starting in 1931. That very real historical context adds a lot to the power of the novel.
The novel’s narrator is D-503, the chief engineer of the first interstellar space ship. He lives in a completely controlled state, the United State: one government, a walled-off nation, no privacy, everything timed down to the minute. Because of his prominent role, he is targeted by the female head of a revolutionary movement, I-330. He falls in love with her and becomes very confused–anything that happens unpredictably throws him into complete cognitive estrangement. Up until the events of the novel, his life had in every way been circumscribed and regimented. This is probably the main strength of the novel, to intensely show how someone raised under state control would be completely thrown by even the simplest unpredictable event. He doesn’t understand what he is feeling for I-330, he doesn’t understand what her motivations are, and he often tries to run back to the comforting regularity of the state. He is the opposite of the Competent Man–because he was never allowed to become one. This can make him a little annoying to read: in both narration and dialog he often stutters, there are many ellipses, and at times he becomes completely unhinged from reality because he cannot reconcile what is happening with what he has known. It is both effective and disconcerting to read.
“It’s clear… that is…!” I wanted… (damn that cursed “it’s clear!”). [p. 29]
(Luckily, this is not a very long book – less than 150 pages in the edition I read.) D-503 and I-330 manage to meet in a somewhat secret meeting-house outside the city and sometimes in their quarters in the city. Brief periods of privacy are allowed for each night for couples to have sex, and they take advantage of those times. D-503’s relationship is made even more complicated by the needs of his former sexual partner, O-90, who wants desperately to have his child, and the unwanted attention of U-, an ugly woman who can foil his plans (men have name/numbers beginning with consonants, women’s begin with vowels). While D-503 is obviously a very intelligent engineer (many of his metaphors are explicitly mathematical; this reminded me of Stanislaw Lem’s The Cyberiad and also reminds one that Zamyatin was trained as an engineer in Russia), almost everyone in this book seems to have figured out what is going on politically except him.
D-503 becomes more or less incapacitated by what is going on. He goes to a doctor, who may be sympathetic to the rebellion, and is diagnosed with having developed a soul. Apparently he’s not the only one; to combat the epidemic, the United State (headed by the “Well-Doer”) orders mandatory lobotomies for everyone. During this time the interstellar ship Intrepid is launched, but the rebellion faction who hoped to take control of the ship is thwarted by agents of the state. D-503 is unaware of his role in tipping off the state to the takeover attempt. The end of the story, as we expect from dystopian literature, is not happy for anyone.
This book uses many of the tropes that ground the dystopian subgenre: numbers instead of names, state control through panopticon, euphemisms for horrific things, awareness of media propaganda (sometimes newspaper articles are included in the text), and a protagonist encouraged to challenge the system because of romantic love. One thing that I found interesting was that the system of state control was based on Taylorism–the first ‘scientific management’ system meant to maximize the output of workers. This is something we would today associate with a corporate/capitalist dystopia instead of a Communist one. So instead of having the sacred Time Tables of the United State based on a WWII fascist “make the trains run on time” idea, they are instead based on a broad expansion of labor efficiency management principles (which are often misapplied and inhumane even today).
I can’t say that I liked We. Dystopian literature isn’t usually the sort of thing that one enjoys. However, I appreciated the power of the narrative and the techniques used to convey it. It is a very effective piece that I think illustrates cognitive dissonance or estrangement about as much as anything I’ve ever read. If you only read two dystopian novels, I think they would still have to be Brave New World and 1984, just because they are such touchstones in the West. However, if you read three such books, I would recommend that We be the third.