European Stars and Stripes (Newspaper) - June 18, 1977, Darmstadt, Hesse                                Finally we have become people7 by David  new York times it is still a writer s living room. Heaps of boo Sand magazines overflow my shelves onto floors. Half finished Page is in the typewriter and the surrounding desk space is strewn with sheets of freshly written copy. But these new articles arc no longer destined for soviet editors and official journals they Are no longer politically  More than a decade of Success in the ideologically sensitive world of soviet literary criticism the Young married couple living in Moscow have broken openly Ith the system and have begun to write without Compromise and consequently without Hope of being published any More in their own country. They have become dissidents. It has been a Long journey. Intellectually and emotionally. Vladimir Solovyov and his Wile pc Luna Klc Piuva both 35 years old and both children of communist party officials have emerged from beneath a comfortable panoply of privilege onto a exhilarating Frontier of risk. Finally we have become people he says. Both wrote for the most prestigious literary periodicals Here he for Litera Turnay Casela she for Nouy Mir and others. He attained membership in the elite writers Union she in the journalists Union with All the accompanying benefits. But driven by what they describe As years of worsening censorship and growing anti semitism the i jewish they decided to apply to emigrate with their 12 year old son. We were going to leave very quietly she said but the soviet visa officials refused even to accept their documents. Their articles were no longer published they were new Vork tymm writers Vladimir Solovyov and Yelena Klepl Kova organized their own press Agency in Moscow. Rud from Carter lately Poge 14 the stars and stripes expelled from their professional unions and a Book of hers scheduled to appear this year was cancelled by a slate publishing House which has now filed Legal papers to retrieve the Advance Royalty. They responded with a bold Challenge to the authorities. In order not to lose our professional  they wrote in a joint statement recently we have decided to organize a press Agency in Moscow with the task of providing objective information and suitable commentary on political social and cultural life in the  goal of our Agency is to make Public the private and the mute to remove our country from a state of silence and  the Agency s first dispatch typed in carbons and handed to Western correspondents was the news of the dismissal of two Leningrad literary editors for publishing a poem expressing compassion for czarina Alexandra in the aftermath of the bolshevik revolution. The second was an account of a writer s Union meeting at which dissidents were denounced. Then came a report on muscovites boycotting taxis after the fares had doubled. It s not hard for us to guess in Advance the reaction of the Kab to our decision their statement declared since the repertoire of this worldwide know organization is extremely scanty monotonous and not very inventive. We can even foresee the measures that the Kab will take against us in the near future threats intimidation Telephone disconnection search right up to an arrest or a gangster  yet there is no visible fear in these two. Each person has his Norm his quota of fear Solovyov explains just As each person can sleep Only so Many hours then wakes up. I Nave had my quota of fear. I have used it All  in fact Solovyov and Klepi Kova seem to be having fun. They arc bursting with things to say and the rapid now of ideas Tumble Over each other faster than words can be formed. They make conversation a constant bombardment of literary allusions and Complex thought that interrupt each other and produce an exhausting fusillade of breathless observations on soviet society. In Large measure the roots of their dissent constitute penetrating comment on the society on the legacy of stalinism on the Price of hypocrisy on the cynicism of a new  s father Isaak now dead was a party member and an officer who served with the Border troops. He was so trusted that in the 1930s be was assigned to Stalin s personal guard and he received the coveted order of Lenin. But while he personally escaped harm in the purges. Lii terror of that time touched him. A suitcase full of clothing and food was kept in the Kitchen to Send with him in Case of his arrest. Mama always changed the food Solovyov recalled. Years later he remembers his father picked up an old photograph of himself among about 30 comrades in a unit in Frunze Only two or three remained free and alive. Klepi Kova s father Konstantin is now a party member and also a survivor of the purges. In 1937 he was dismissed As party chairman of Murmansk s Pott administration because of his vote 10 years before to seat a i Wingrad delegation opposed to Satin at a party Congress she said. Tie managed to avoid prison but in the 1950s he made a Small Hole in his apartment Wall so he could Peep out onto the staircase where he always heard footsteps his daughter said. He was waiting for the  in 1956, after Khrushchev s secret speech exposing Stalin s crimes he was readmitted to the party. But he is still afraid. Although he agrees with his daughter s decision to emigrate she said he has been warned by the Kab against giving his written permission As required by what Solovyov sardonically terms Jesuit Cal soviet regulations. If he signs the necessary documents her father has been told he May be expelled from the party and imprisoned. As they look Back now on their adult lives Solovyov and Klepl Kova find one Brief period from 1961 to 1967 after Khrushchev was deposed when they believe that they were Able to write More or Les honestly. I liked that time he said. It looks As if it Promise something better. 1 did t write badly in my opinion. 1 was honest. I praised what i liked and criticized what Idin t  by 1967 a tightening had occurred and their Hope was finally crushed with the invasion of Czechoslovakia by soviet bloc troops in 1968. We hoped that it would be better and better and we would be  he said. But it became worse and worse. Opportunities became narrower As my desires expanded. I was centrifugal and they were centripetal. To work in literature and to live Here now is not possible. I know Brilliant Superb writers who can t publish Here. And the won t review or publish things by  Klepi Kova finds that so much of what she writes is changed by editors without consultation that sometimes she barely recognizes the material in print. About 30per cent of her writing survives intact she says the published versions Are full of paragraphs that she never wrote quoting the party chief Leonid i. Brezhnev hailing the five year plan or extolling the working class. Their Hope is gone. They find modern soviet literature in which they observe that there Are no Good Young authors without a future. So they Are now looking to the growing culture of russian emigre for their own future. Saturday jut