The source document for the Red Calvary stories, Babel’s diary from 1920 is fascinating reading, even more compelling than the stories they became. It captures the experience in terse, emblematic notes. Babel, a Jew who hid this fact from most of his colleagues, moved with a Cossack Red Army troop through the Polish-Soviet War, watching as villages and towns endured serial occupations by two forces that were brutal, ragged, starved and given to pogroms. Part of a Soviet education unit, Babel preaches the dawn of Communist utopia, but himself as trouble seeing the difference between the ground level reality of the Cossack army versus that of the Polish army. Both requisition any food, clothing, or materiel they can find, loot liberally, and riot (rape, murder, burn, and desecrate) routinely. He is also not so revolted by the Cossack’s brutality that he can’t find something admirable in their toughness, their loyalty to one another, and their primitive warrior spirit. There is also the personal experience, the loneliness, the strain of disguise and compromised values, the homesickness, and deprivation. War is hell in more ways than we can count and Babel captures it with dry, uncompromising clarity.