One of the few men who told Stalin to his face to go to hell and lived to tell the tale! His epic confrontation with Stalin in Moscow in front of the assembled leadership of the communist leaders of the world was remarkable and contrasts strongly with the fawning and obsequious manner in which other US leaders treated Father Stalin...... Lovestone was an early convert to the cult of Marxism Leninism who rose to lead the US Communist Party but fell foul of Stalin. He became one of the most effective Cold War warriors fighting communism using soft power to support democratic Labour movements across newly liberated Europe and post colonial Africa, Asia and South America. His unsurpassed understanding of the machinations of the Comintern and its successor labour, youth, cultural and other fronts enabled him to covertly support democratic alternatives and roll back Soviet influence. Lovestone's covert war bought him into conflict with proponents of detente who believed failed to understand the Soviet agenda. A fascinating book examining the life of a complex and secretive man who very seldom emerged from the shadows. A great read.....
"After so many meetings and so many speeches, after their repeated verbal bludgeoning, Stalin had expected obedience, but the mulish Americans refused to cave in. By now it was well past midnight, and Stalin rose again to deliver the coup de grâce. Starting out calmly, in a low monotone, he worked himself up into a fit of barely controlled rage. “We ought to value the firmness and stubbornness displayed here by ten of the eleven American delegates,” he began. “But true Bolshevik courage does not consist in placing one’s individual will above the collective will of the Comintern.… Comrades Gitlow and Lovestone announced here with aplomb that their convictions do not permit them to submit to the decisions of the Presidium.… But only anarchists can talk like that, not Bolsheviks, not Leninists.”
What if a majority of workers in a factory wanted to go on strike, Stalin asked, and a minority refused to walk out? What would those workers be called? “You know that such workers are usually called scabs,” he said, “and for scabs, there is plenty of room in our cemeteries.” Scab was perhaps the worst name that one Communist could call another, far worse than rotten diplomatist, speculator, or opportunist.
By now Stalin could not contain his anger; his voice rose almost to a shout in a passage that was deleted from the printed text of his speech: “And you, who are you? Who do you think you are? Trotsky defied me. Where is he? Zinoviev defied me. Where is he? Bukharin defied me. Where is he? And you! Who are you? Yes, you will go back to America. But when you get there, nobody will know you except your wives.”