I'll admit it now. While in college, I was an avid admirer of Ayn Rand. I devoured The Fountainhead and Atlas Shrugged. I was a believer, certain that the builders and producers should rule over the parasites and users.
Of course, it being the 1960s, I also believed that the bomb should not be used, marched for civil rights against Ole Miss, attended the very first Vietnam teach-in at Rutgers, and was very present at anti-war rallies and the very first (and second and third...Etc.) Earth Days.
Then I grew up. Years later, I re-read Ayn Rand and discovered two important things: she was an absolutely terrible, horrible writer and her ideas did not make any sense at all in the real world.
If only some of our leaders and shakers had learned the same lesson as they grew up, too.
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