For a few days in 1956, it must have felt as if Christmas had come early for the people of Hungary: "Many people in Budapest had never eaten so well as during the Revolution. Strange, when all that fighting was going on to remember that, yet it was so".
The bleak and desperate reality of life under Communism provides the prelude to the Hungarian Revolution, and I found it the most compelling aspect of Victor Sebestyen's book. As World War Two ended, so the Soviet army raped and pillaged its way through Hungary, and thereby set the tone for the tyranny that followed. The sheer horror of the establishment and prosecution of the Hungarian Communist dictatorship almost beggars belief, and it reached a pitch of intensity during the Rakosi purges: "Of the 850,000 members of the Communist Party in 1950, almost exactly half of them were in prison, in labour camps, exiled or dead three years later."
This grim joke dates from the time: `There are still three classes in Hungary: those who have been in jail; those who are in jail; and those who will be in jail.'
It is no surprise, therefore, that Hungary rose in revolt in 1956, and that students played a prominent part in the Revolution. However, what is striking is that Imre Nage and his new government were blind not only to the duplicity of Yuri Andropov, the Soviet Ambassador to Budapest, but also to the impotence of the United Nations, which did little to stir world opinion against the brutal Soviet invasion that finally crushed the Revolution.
At the beginning of the book, Sebestyen provides a thumbnail sketch of the `Main Actors'. At first, I thought this heading was a little trivial, and demeaned the events that the book describes. But on reflection, it is extremely profound because regardless of your political persuasions, the Hungarian Revolution was a human tragedy in which almost everyone played their part as if it had been scripted for them. As in all tragedies, there is a moral: to live is to learn.
Victor Sebestyen was one of the lucky ones who escaped from Hungary in the months that followed the Revolution. For those left behind, he notes that a "collective amnesia" has since descended on the country, especially among the young, who do not want to be reminded of the wretched squalor of their Communist past. This book is an attempt to preserve the memory, if not the spirit, of Hungary in 1956: 12 days which showed the world, for perhaps the first time, the true and irredeemable nature of Soviet tyranny.