What are your masses but mud to be ground underfoot, fuel to be burned for those who deserve it? What is the people but millions of puny, shrivelled, helpless soulsthat have no thoughts of their own, no dreams of their own, no will of their own, who eat and sleep and chew helplessly the words others put into their mildewed brains?
I know no worse injustice than justice for all.
Ayn Rand, first edition of the semi-autobiographical novel, We The Living
The man at the top of the intellectual pyramid contributes the most to all those below him, but gets nothing except his material payment, receiving no intellectual bonus from others to add to the value of his time. The man at the bottom who, left to himself, would starve in his hopeless ineptitude, contributes nothing to those above him, but receives the bonus of all their brains.
Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
Ive been drinking tonight.
I notice when I drink, I (1) become immodest, and I (2) thoroughly enjoy becoming immodest.
Drinking makes me pretty stupid, though, not as stupid as Ayn Rand was.
So, without further introduction, let me assert that, perhaps, it would astonish Rands speed-addicted mind I am certain it would astonish her slavish followers that the stupidity of her opinion here is proven by the fact that someone as smart as me (I test at 141 IQ which is marginal genius) can actually learn a lot about life from those less intelligent than me. For instance: I once learned a great deal about life from my bimbo ex-secretary. I learned a lot about love, acceptance, and understanding form her. Indeed, I have manged to learn a thing or two from Rand herself. And I fully expect that someday I will even learn a thing or two from one or more of her frickin ******* followers.
Rand is mere mind candy for high school sophomores, which is when I first read her.
Opinion courtesy of the New Belgium Brewing Companys Trippel Ale. Good tasting drink for drunks with good taste.
wanna fight?
Ayn Rand, first edition of the semi-autobiographical novel, We The Living
The man at the top of the intellectual pyramid contributes the most to all those below him, but gets nothing except his material payment, receiving no intellectual bonus from others to add to the value of his time. The man at the bottom who, left to himself, would starve in his hopeless ineptitude, contributes nothing to those above him, but receives the bonus of all their brains.
Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
Ive been drinking tonight.
I notice when I drink, I (1) become immodest, and I (2) thoroughly enjoy becoming immodest.
Drinking makes me pretty stupid, though, not as stupid as Ayn Rand was.
So, without further introduction, let me assert that, perhaps, it would astonish Rands speed-addicted mind I am certain it would astonish her slavish followers that the stupidity of her opinion here is proven by the fact that someone as smart as me (I test at 141 IQ which is marginal genius) can actually learn a lot about life from those less intelligent than me. For instance: I once learned a great deal about life from my bimbo ex-secretary. I learned a lot about love, acceptance, and understanding form her. Indeed, I have manged to learn a thing or two from Rand herself. And I fully expect that someday I will even learn a thing or two from one or more of her frickin ******* followers.
Rand is mere mind candy for high school sophomores, which is when I first read her.
Opinion courtesy of the New Belgium Brewing Companys Trippel Ale. Good tasting drink for drunks with good taste.
wanna fight?
