The Communist Party, in my recollection of it (I left the Party in 1956), was singularly free of what are known, in more conventional political formations, as ‘rows’.footnote* Succession struggles of a kind endemic in social-democratic parties were unknown, and indeed for the first ten years of its existence the Party had nothing resembling a Party leader. Political differences, so far from being envenomed by personal rivalries—the normal condition of the Labour Party—were suppressed for the sake of comradeship. If there were political divisions on the Executive Committee, the members did not know about them, nor would it have been conceivable for confidential reports to be leaked to the capitalist press—something which passes without comment today.footnote1 Party proceedings, by comparison with those in the Labour Party, were exceedingly decorous. Leaders were not in the habit of claiming that
The melodramatics of Communism had to do with abnegation rather than self-advertisement. Typically they took place offstage—in closed circles of initiates where comrades engaged in ‘self-criticism’; in the still watches of the night when they struggled with dissident thoughts;footnote3 in bare rooms with fraying linoleum where disciplinary hearings were held; or at bureaus and desks where expulsion letters were typed. Even more inconspicuous were those processes of ostracism and exclusion experienced by the member whose conduct was frowned upon or whose loyalty was in question—the ‘politically unreliable’. My mother, a loyalist until she left the Party in 1956, recalls the traumatic cashiering of a comrade in Slough. Joe,footnote4 who she thinks may have been branch secretary at the time, was ‘very genuine’, ‘always an optimist’, ‘a keen trade unionist’. But he failed to carry out the Party line—possibly, my mother thinks, in relation to a local strike (at the time all the Party’s efforts were devoted to boosting war production). The Branch Committee had wanted to let him resign on grounds of ill-health, but ‘District’ insisted on sending someone down to try him for ‘political incompetence’. My mother remembers it as ‘the most harrowing experience . . . a lot of other people felt the same. We had to agree to it, but deep down we were on Joe’s side.’ Joe himself, a West-country man with an army background (he had been a regular soldier) accepted his punishment without protest. ‘Easy-going’ and ‘good natured’—as he is remembered by the leader of the Slough Partyfootnote5—he took up work again as a rank-and-filer.
There were no such things as majorities and minorities in the Party,
Branch meetings were not places to ‘thrash out’ differences, still less for that constitutional nit-picking which is the bane (or delight) of a Labour gmc. They were concerned rather with ‘checking up’ on decisions, and ‘involving’ the membership in Party work. They served not as an arena for debate, but rather—in a hostile environment—as a kind of refuge from politics itself: in the period of the Cold War, a branch meeting was the one place where you did not have to stand your ground and fight. They were, as I recall them, formal, almost ritualized affairs, at which reports were given by the leading comrades in the branch, and work allocated in the light of the current ‘drive’. If difficulties were raised, members would be only too anxious to search for common ground, to ‘build’ on points of agreement, to offer ‘constructive’ criticism. The authoritative figure who closed the proceedings would want to end on a ‘positive’ note. Much the same was true of perorations at borough aggregates or district congresses: if the Party was ‘lagging behind the masses’—a favourite self-lacerating complaint which always went down well—there were thousands waiting to hear our ‘message’.
The principle of unity, it must be admitted (especially by those, like the present writer, who regret its absence), was indissolubly linked to that of authority. Members had an untroubled ‘faith’ in the leadership. They regarded the Party’s lightest actions as an embodiment of collective will. Party ‘rulings’ were accepted as a matter of course, Party decisions executed irrespective of the means by which they had been arrived at.footnote8 The Party left no conceptual space for any division of interest between the leadership and the rank and file. In principle all Party members were co-workers and enjoyed equality of esteem. All were encouraged to regard themselves as irreplaceable. ‘In a Communist Party’, wrote Dutt and Pollitt in their Report on Organisation (1922), ‘there is no rank and file. Every member has some special qualification which can be used in