‘The Age of Russia,’ according to the doom-fraught speculations Oswald Spengler published in 1918, would succeed ‘the Decline of the West’. For a while, it looked as if he was right. Russia’s non-western credentials became part of the rhetoric of Soviet foreign policy. Hailed as ‘the future which works’, Russia was earnestly copied by escapers from colonialism, who wanted their newly independent countries to break with the West and bask in the ‘white heat’ of red technology. It was all illusory. Russia never offered an antidote to western-style modernity, just a variant of it. Now Russians sheepishly avow that they never really left the western fold. Among most individuals and states deluded by Spenglerian visions of Russian greatness, you can hear the rumblings of imperfectly digested humble pie.
Steven G. Marks, however, has exceptional ruminative powers and is still chewing the same old cud.
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