And Kerouac and Nabokov were staunch anti-communists.
yeah I remember the “intellectuals” of ‘58 alright....abstract “painters” that couldn’t draw....blank verse “poets” that couldn’t rhyme....cool jazz “musicians” that couldn’t keep time....lotta frauds called themselves “artists” back then.
I’ll never forget 1958. That was the year I learned to use the toilet.
http://www.orwell.ru/library/novels/Animal_Farm/english/efp_go
He was sickened by how they turned a blind eye toward, and self-censored discourse on, Russia for the sake of their Utopian dreams. See if it reminds you of anyone in our day.