atlas-shrugged

Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.
—  Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged

Last week, local teenager Andrew Phillips picked up a copy of Ayn Rand’s best-selling dystopian novel Atlas Shrugged. Within a matter of days, Phillips finished the entire novel cover-to-cover.

Many in town held a candlelight vigil, in memory of Andrew Phillips.

“I miss Andrew,” said Monica Wake, one of Phillips’s best friends since elementary school, during the memorial service. “He was such a sweet kid. He cared so much about other people. And it’s so sad that that sweet kid is no longer with us today.” Wake, as well as many others, broke down in tears.

“I remember the last thing Andrew said to me before the wonderful person he used to be died,” said another friend, Richard Baker. “He said to me, ‘Richard, I just got to the part where Francisco gives his speech about money and the root of all evil. Ayn Rand just got that so right’. I didn’t want to believe it, but as time went by… I had to accept that the Andrew I knew was no longer with us.”

Baker then went on to say, “But after he finished the big speech at the end… it was even worse. I asked if he wanted the rest of my turkey sandwich. He said charity was for parasites, and that mine was the morality of death. I don’t even know what that means. It was just a sandwich.”

In a final, tearful eulogy by Phillips’s best friend Jacob Roark, he said, “Andrew was my best friend. He was kind. He was thoughtful. But toward the end, he slipped into something like dementia. He wasn’t the same smiling boy I used to know. He kept talking about how poor people deserve to die, that they were just leeches on society. And he said that we should do away with all government, and become an anarcho-capitalist society. It’s just…” Roark broke down sobbing. “It’s just not realistically sustainable taking into account human nature and the complexities of the real world!” Roark cried.

“I just miss my friend,” Roark said, wiping away tears of grief and loss. “He used to be cool. He used to be nice. Now he’s a Libertarian. But I won’t remember him as he is now: cold, dead, uncaring of the underprivileged. I will remember him as the wonderful human being he once was. I love you, Andrew. For free.”

The service lasted two hours, with hundreds showing up to honor the memory of Andrew Phillips.

Studies have found that the minds of thousands of impressionable teenagers are victim to readings of Atlas Shrugged every year. Phillips’s parents have issued a warning to all those contemplating Ayn Rand novels: “Don’t let yourself become a statistic. Think.”

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Unsuspecting Teenager Picks Up Copy of Atlas Shrugged

The Wishwashington Post

“ATLAS SHRUGGED,” A NOVEL THAT PREACHES THE FERENGI CONCEPT OF OBJECTIVISM AND THE EVILS OF ALTRUISM AND HANDOUTS, WAS MADE INTO A TWO-PART FILM. PART ONE WAS SUCH A FINANCIAL FAILURE THAT THE PRODUCTION TEAM TURNED TO KICKSTARTER TO ASK FANS TO DONATE THE FUNDING FOR PART TWO. THEY REFUSED TO SEE THE IRONY IN THIS. 

Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.
—  Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.
—  Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.
—  Ayn Rand (Atlas Shrugged)
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.
—  Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.
Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.
—  Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged
At the end of Atlas Shrugged
  • the capitalists:we're leaving this society and we're gonna create our own, free from the chains of common ownership and democratic sensibility!
  • the capitalists:*try to get their new society off the ground*
  • a capitalist:does anybody know how to cook or clean?
  • another capitalist:i just know how to pay other people to cook and clean
  • a capitalist:what about construction or manufacturing? anyone?
  • another capitalist:i just know how to extract and appropriate surplus value from the working class that constructs and manufactures
  • other capitalists:same
  • original society:*thriving in a robust system of economic democracy where collectivized ownership over the means of production and social property has ushered in a new epoch of classlessness and liberty, happy about the self-imposed banishing of the bourgeoisie*
People think that a liar gains a victory over his victim. What I’ve learned is that a lie is an act of self-abdication, because one surrenders one’s reality to the person to whom one lies, making that person one’s master, condemning oneself from then on to faking the sort of reality that person’s view requires to be faked…The man who lies to the world, is the world’s slave from then on…There are no white lies, there is only the blackest of destruction, and a white lie is the blackest of all.
—  Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged