Eduard Limonov (Savenko), Soviet dissident who retained a juvenile sense of mischief through to his old age, for which he was nicknamed “Grandpa” by his humoristic understanders; superlative essayist who did for sex in the Russian language what Dostoevsky had done for family relations; warrior-essayist driven by overflowing passionarity in the vein of Yukio Mishima and Bronze Age Pervert (though one who avidly embraced his own degeneracy), Russian nationalist, reincarnator of National Bolshevism, and prophet of the Russian Spring – he participated in armed patrols with the Bosnian Serbs and fired a machine gun against a Croatian army barracks, mounted a Russian flag over the city of Sevastopol in 1999, and served two years in jail for plotting an armed revolt against Kazakhstan thanks to bugman Russian courts – died on March 17, 2020 at the age of 77.
I only got the pleasure of seeing him once. He used to hold rallies on the 31st of each month that qualified at The Monument to the Heroes of 1905 in Moscow, where he gave impassioned speeches to his relatively small but dedicated bands of followers. I wrote about one such rally in 2017, as well as about his wider views, in the article Limonov Mindset.
Although the NazBols were once heavily oppositionist, they have since moderated, with Limonov himself learning to stop worrying and love PUTLER! after Euromaidan and the events of 2014. Since 2016, he even wrote a column for RT’s Russian language service.
Unlike his long-time foil Alexander Solzhenitsyn, who shared his despair over the cack-handed manner in which the USSR was dissolved, Eddie at least lived to see Crimea return to Russia – a cause that he had agitated for since the early 1990s. Considering that we might well be at the tail end of this current wave of globalization – a phenomenon that he always despised as the source of the global infestation of the bugmen – I suppose that he picked as good a time to die as any, just in time to see the prospect of its demise appear on the horizon.
There’s barely a single Communist (and that he was) whom I would honor so, but if anybody has earned the right to that beloved phrase of theirs, it’s Eddie. REST IN POWER.
After all, women are not really attracted to money at all (money attracts only the weakest mares), or a man’s housekeeping – they are attracted to an aura of complete independence. They understand that the most charming thing that can be in a man is a claim to the role of a tyrant in building the world. A fighter against decadence. That’s absolutely certain.
Eduard Limonov. 1943-2020.