Dialectic: Staffroom 3 Our unreconstructed in-house Leninist from the safe pedestal of twenty thousand pounds a year ventures that Aleksandr Solzhenistyn got it wrong and did not understand the wider picture Three desks along the moustache of the ex-Major begins to bristle and he fires off a well-worn salvo about ‘Commies, traitors, and queers...’ Raised voices, blocked ears – All around the silence is an unheard whisper going, ‘Let opinions wreak their worst. Those who speak do not know. Those who know do not speak.’ Martin Bennett | Mudlark No. 12 Contents | Riyadh Autumn