How I Escaped the Crackpot Allure of the American Communist Movement

I am fortunate to have witnessed, and been offered, not only real madness but also real, and not delusional, goodness.

June 26, 2019 | David Evanier
About the author: David Evanier is the author of Red Love, The One-Star Jew, The Great Kisser, Woody: The Biography, and seven other books. He is writing the biography of Morton Sobell.
This is a response to The Death of Morton Sobell and the End of the Rosenberg Affair, originally published in Mosaic in June 2019

An unidentified pro-Rosenberg protester takes a swing with his jacket at Denver Post photographer Albert Moldvay on June 23, 1953. Denver Post via Getty Images.

I’m honored that my essay in Mosaic, “The Death of Morton Sobell and the End of the Rosenberg Affair,” attracted responses from Harvey Klehr and Ruth R. Wisse: two pre-eminent scholars whom I hold in the highest esteem. In what follows I hope to enhance and amplify their comments with, where warranted, some personal reminiscences by one who, fascinated by the phenomenon of American Communism from an early age, made it a particular point to befriend Sobell in the early 1980s.

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