“Mama! Tell me, write to me – are you guilty or not? I hope you weren’t guilty, because then I won’t join the Komsomol, and I won’t forgive them because of you.
nBut if you are guilty – I won’t write you any more and will hate you.” And the mother was stricken by remorse in her damp gravelike cell with its dim little lamp: How could her daughter live without the Komsomol? How could she be permitted to hate Soviet power? Better that she should hate me. And she wrote: “I am guilty…. Enter the Komsomol!”
Solzhenitsyn, A.I. (1975). The Gulag Archipelago (Vol. 2). New York: Harper and Row