1989
Mikhail Gorbachev
BY LANCE MORROW
Jan. 1, 1990

The 1980s came to an end in what seemed like a magic act, performed on a
world-historical stage. Trapdoors flew open, and whole regimes vanished. The
shell of an old world cracked, its black iron fragments dropping away, and
something new, alive, exploded into the air in a flurry of white wings.
Revolution took on a sort of electronic lightness of being. A crowd of
half a million Czechoslovaks in Wenceslas Square would powder into electrons,
stream into space at the speed of light, bounce off a satellite and shoot down
to recombine in millions of television images around the planet.
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The transformation had a giddy, hallucinatory quality, its surprises
tumbling out night after night. The wall that divided Berlin and sealed an
international order crumbled into souvenirs. The cold war, which seemed for so
long part of the permanent order of things, was peacefully deconstructing
before the world's eyes. After years of numb changelessness, the communist
world has come alive with an energy and turmoil that have taken on a bracing,
potentially anarchic life of their own. Not even Stalinist Rumania was immune.
The magician who set loose these forces is a career party functionary,
faithful communist, charismatic politician, international celebrity and
impresario of calculated disorder named Mikhail Sergeyevich Gorbachev. He calls
what he is doingand permittinga revolution. His has (so far) been a
bloodless revolution, without the murderous, conspiratorial associations that
the word has carried in the past. In novel alliance with the glasnost of world
communications, Gorbachev became the patron of change: Big Brother's better
twin. His portraits, like icons at a saint's-day festival, waved amid a swarm
of Czechs. The East German young chanted "Gorby! Gorby!" to taunt the police.
The world has acquired simultaneously more freedom and more danger. At the
beginning of the age of exploration, a navigator's map would mark unknown
portions of the great ocean with the warning HERE BE MONSTERS. Gorbachev knows
about the monsters, about the chaos he may have to struggle across, a chaos
that he even helped to create.
The potential for violence, and even for the disintegration of the Soviet
order, is enormous. The U.S.S.R. is a vast amalgam of nationalities that have
always been restive under the imperial Soviet system. To mix the politics of
openness and the economics of scarcity is a messy and dangerous experiment.
Gorbachev and his reformist allies in Eastern Europe have managed to
suppress at least one monsterthe state's capacity for terrible violence
against its citizens. The Chinese and, until last week, the Rumanians were not
so lucky. The Chinese students carried portraits of the Soviet leader, and they
were shouting, "In Russia they have Gorbachev; in China we have whom?" The yin
and yang of 1989: tanks vs. glasnost, the dead hand of the past vs. Gorbachev's
vigorous, risky plunge into the future. Gorbachev is a hero for what he would
not doin fact, could not do, without tearing out the moral wiring of his
ambitions for the future. In that sense, as in so many others, the fallen
Rumanian tyrant Nicolae Ceausescu played the archvillain.
Gorbachev has been a powerful, increasingly symbolic presence in the
world's imagination since he first came to power in 1985. But what exactly does
he symbolize? Change and hope for a stagnant system, motion, creativity, an
amazing equilibrium, a gift for improvising a stylish performance as he hang
glides across an abyss. Mikhail Gorbachev, superstar: the West went predictably
overboard in what one skeptic called its "Gorbasms."
But Gorbachev and his program of perestroika are far less popular at home.
Estee Lauder and Christian Dior opened exclusive shops on Gorky Street.
Meanwhile, soap, sugar, tea, school notebooks, cigarettes, sausage and other
meats, butter, fruits and vegetables, and even matches are scarce. Only rubles
are plentiful. As Alexis de Tocqueville wrote in his treatise on the French
Revolution, "The most perilous moment for a bad government is when it seeks to
mend its ways. Only consummate statecraft can enable a king to save his throne
when, after a long spell of oppressive rule, he sets to improving the lot of
his subjects." Chaos rides in on rising expectations.
Right now, in the dead of the Russian winter, Gorbachev may have reached
his own most dangerous moment. Nonetheless, with remarkable imagination and
daring, he has embarked on a course, perhaps now irreversible, that is
reshaping the world. He is trying to transform a government that was not just
bad or inept but inherently destructive, its stupidity regularly descending
into evil. He has been breaking up an old bloc to make way for a new Europe,
altering the relationship of the Soviet empire with the rest of the world and
changing the nature of the empire itself. He has made possible the end of the
cold war and diminished the danger that a hot war will ever break out between
the superpowers. Because he is the force behind the most momentous events of
the '80s and because what he has already done will almost certainly shape the
future, Mikhail Gorbachev is TIME's Man of the Decade.
Some people regard Gorbachev as a hero because they believe he is
presiding over the demise of a loathsome ideology. But he does not mean to
abolish communism. On the contrary, he wants to save it by transforming it. The
supreme leader of an atheistic state was baptized as a child. Now, in a sense,
Gorbachev means to accomplish the salvation of an entire society that has gone
astray. Yet he has not found an answer to the question of how communism can be
redeemed and still be communism.
Gorbachev is playing Prospero in a realm ruled by Caliban for the past 72
years. He aspires not merely to correct the "deformations of socialism," as he
calls the legacies of Stalinism and the incompetences of centralized economic
planning. Gorbachev's ambition is more comprehensive: to repair deformations of
the Russian political character that go back centuries. The Renaissance and
Enlightenment never arrived in Russia. Feudalism lived on, and endures now in
the primitive authoritarianism of the Soviet system.
Sigmund Freud once said that human self-esteem received three great blows
from science. First, Copernicus proved that the earth is not the center of the
universe. Then Darwin showed that man is not organically superior to animals;
and finally, psychoanalysis asserted that man is not "master in his own house."
The self-esteem of Soviet communism suffered all three blows at once but
lumbered on for years in a dusk of denial. Despite the pretensions of Marx and
Lenin, the system that bears their name is manifestly not the ordained design
of history, not superior to all others, and not even the master of its own
house.
Mikhail Gorbachev is the Copernicus, Darwin and Freud of communism all
wrapped in one. He wants his fellow citizensand his comradesat last to
absorb this trinity of disillusionments and reconcile themselves into a whole
and modern society.
The November day before he met with the Pope in Rome (not the least of the
year's astonishments), Gorbachev said, "We need a revolution of the mind." The
metaphysics of global power has changed. Markets are now more valuable than
territory, information more powerful than military hardware. For many years,
the Soviets lived in paranoid isolation, fearful of Western culture (an old
Russian tradition) and estranged from it in somewhat the way that Ayatullah
Khomeini's Iranians quarantined themselves from the secular poisons of the
West. Peasant cultures shrink from foreign contamination.
Gorbachev is a sort of Zen genius of survival, a nimble performer who can
dance a side step, a showman and manipulator of reality, a suave wolf tamer. He
has a way of turning desperate necessities into opportunities and even virtues.
Much more than that, Gorbachev is a visionary enacting a range of complex
and sometimes contradictory roles. He is simultaneously the communist Pope and
the Soviet Martin Luther, the apparatchik as Magellan and McLuhan. The Man of
the Decade is a global navigator.
COVERS GALLERY: Click here to see the cover image from 1989
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