That Ms Rand was employing simple logic and reason was as obvious to me as was the nose on my face, even way back when, more than 50 years ago, at sixteen, I first discovered her work. Within a month of that glorious day I’d sped-read her every word and was well into my second reading of both The Fountainhead And Atlas Shrugged.
Except in the sense that great wisdom always comes to be called “prophecy,” there was and is nothing prophetic about Ms Rand’s work. Only reason and logic — and consequences.
And, sad to say, Atlas has not shrugged at all.
Atlas no balls (are you listening Mr Wagoner?) — and is either running away or running cap and begging cup in hand to The Looters.
But there is a Galt’s Gulch and I’m living there!
Brian Richard Allen
Los Angeles CalifO’ZEROcated 90028
And the Far Abroad
