"For many years I have borne in silence the lawlessness of your employees," Alexander Solzhenitsyn wrote to no less a personage than Yuri Andropov, head of the KGB, the dread Soviet secret police. In a letter that first circulated among his friends and then reached the West last week, the beleaguered Nobel-prizewinning writer complained that his mail had been confiscated, his telephone tapped, his apartment—and even his garden—bugged. KGB officials had also been slandering him publicly. "Now I will no longer be silent," he wrote to Andropov.
What drove Solzhenitsyn beyond endurance...
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