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Special thanks to those FReepers who have participated in these threads. Were having some excellent and insightful discussions of the book. Well rap up in early August, so lets keep up the quality.
Earlier threads:
Our First Freeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Theme
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Chain
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Top and the Bottom
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Immovable Movers
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Climax of the dAnconias
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Non-Commercial
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Exploiters and the Exploited
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Special thanks to those FReepers who have participated in these threads. Were having some excellent and insightful discussions of the book. Well rap up in early August, so lets keep up the quality.
Earlier threads:
Our First Freeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Theme
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Chain
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Top and the Bottom
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Immovable Movers
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Climax of the dAnconias
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Non-Commercial
FReeper Book Club: Atlas Shrugged, The Exploiters and the Exploited
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that’s correct.
there was the afternoon denver post, the “bankers’ paper”,
and the morning rocky mountain news, the union, democrat paper.
Sounds like the Coastal Commission in 70's Kalifornia (and maybe to this very day, I just don't care anymore).
When I can't take it anymore, I tend to tilt at those who by default think that a person espousing the liberal view of a matter is a pure-as-the-driven-snow "activist", while a conservative MUST have some conflict of interest. Global Warming grants are the perfect example. There is actually MORE opportunity for service of self-interest on the liberal side. Naysayers are constantly vilified. Any sane person looking to sell his opinion to the highest bidder would definitely choose the pro-AGW side, yet it's the anti's that must bear the stain of an assumed lack of integrity.
Another observation (and an incredibly obvious one): The companies run by the protagonists are all named after them (Taggart, Rearden, Wyatt, Marsh, Nielsen, Dannager), while the ones run by mealy-mouths like Mowen or Boyle have vague universal names like "Amalgamated..." or "Associated...". Like I said, this should be obvious, but it just struck me this week.
Not to get too far ahead in the story, but I often wonder why Eddie Willers was not invited to Atlantis? He was not a looter, he was dedicated to his work and a life long friend of Both Francisco and Dagny. But he was left in the world, last seen chasing rabbits around the dead engine of a dead locomotive.
Maybe he symbolized the innocent, “civilian casualty” of the war with liberals.
Sounds like deconstructivism to me. Thank God that's finally started to be discredited in academic circles.
I have tried over & over to get thru Atlas. I have never been able to get thru Rand’s ponderous writing style. I get the message just can’t handle the style
I am not the great thinker you are (Wind in His Hair to Ten Bears), but IMO the shell of the building represents what is left once the takers in society get done with their taking leaving nothing but a shell of what greatness once was.
The new offices of the John Galt Line, regardless how tattered they may currently be, represent a new hope for a future that can be rebuilt from the bottom up with hard work and determination.
One thing that surprised me about the book is that Ayn Rand knew about the existence of shale oil.
When I first read the book, I’d never heard of shale oil and thought it was a literary device so Ms. Rand could create another strong willed industrialist. It wasn’t until a few years after I read the book that shale oil became news.
So, I suggest that Ms. Rand did her research and knew what she was talking about.
I actually listened to it unabridged on Audiblebooks. It worked very well for long drives.
57 hours of listening. They read every single word.
She amazed me with her precognition. “Anthem” is a very short read, and is about the aftermath of where “O” and his new boytoy Chavez wish to take us.
Gunner
Whenever Wesley Mouch is metioned I see Barney Frank in my mind.
Here we are in Chapter 8, entitled The John Galt Line, subtitled Dagnys Ride To Glory. In it she ramrods her way through technical difficulties, public pressure, and political skullduggery to run her train over Reardens metal and their mutual bridge, after which she and Hank finally satisfy our expectation and tumble into one anothers arms. An elegy to prurience and propinquity. One of my favorite words, the latter it means kinship or likeness, similarity in nature, which describes Dagny and Hanks relationship. Love between the two as commonly understood is still nowhere in sight.
Within the chapter we see the upshot of the Equality Of Opportunity Bill, which is simply the division of Reardens empire up among sundry political operators who engineered the acts passage. Each of these wants his own little bite of an enterprise he considers a static reservoir of wealth. He cannot create it, he cannot run it, but he can despoil it. That is life under socialism.
Quite often on FR we have one of those when did the rot set in? threads, the usual consensus being somewhere in the late 60s when the (highly debatable) conventional morality of the Greatest Generation was swamped over by the licentiousness of us Boomers. Those threads generally deteriorate pretty rapidly to useless flamefests and rational folk wander off to debate more important matters such as the merits of Obamas torso or the high drama within the New York Yankees infield.
But I think Atlas Shrugged gives us more than ample evidence that the rot had already set in after its current familiar form well before the days of nascent hippiedom. By 1957 Rand was already giving us polished gems of corruption with far too much verisimilitude for her to be accused merely of making them up out of whole cloth. Here are a few:
The general policy of the press had been stated by a famous editor five years ago. There are no objective facts, he had said. Every report on facts is only somebodys opinion. It is, therefore, useless to write about facts.
One need look no further than MSNBC or the pages of the NY Times to note that this doctrine has been taken to heart. What counts is journalisms social effect (that word again) and not whether its facts are correct; what counts is whether the reporter and editor have made a difference and not whether they have made an accurate description of events. Journalism no longer intends to reflect, it attempts to shape.
It certainly tries to in AS. Journalism is a knowing conduit of the smear campaign directed against the John Galt line -
I dont say that the bridge will collapse, said the chief metallurgist of Associated Steel, on a television program, Ill just say that if I had any children, I wouldnt let them ride on the first train thats going to cross that bridge. But its only a personal preference, nothing more, just because Im overly fond of children.
Cute. And from social critic Bertram Scudder:
I dont claim that the Rearden-Taggart contraption will collapse the important issue is: what protection does society have against the arrogance, selfishness, and greed of two unbridled individualists ? These two, apparently, are willing to stake the lives of their fellow men on their own conceited notions about their powers of judgment, against the overwhelming majority opinion of recognized experts. Should society permit it? It has always been the belief of this column that certain kinds of horses should be kept bridled and locked, on general social principles.
That word social again, not to mention claims of a phony scientific consensus that might have issued from the capacious yaps of Al Gore and James Hansen. We have with further poignant familiarity a petition from an expert committee, and of course the mandatory public opinion poll -
A few businessmen did not hire metallurgists to examine samples, nor engineers to visit the site of construction. They took a public poll. Ten thousand people, guaranteed to represent every existing kind of brain, were asked the question: Would you ride on the John Galt Line? The answer, overwhelmingly, was: No, sir-ree!
Its a public relations campaign undertaken by political thugs and abetted by journalist sympathizers who want nothing more than to share the power. The railroad unions do their part by threatening to prohibit their members from running the train. Dagny puts paid to that little ploy in the space of a single paragraph:
You want a stranglehold on your men by means of the jobs which I give them and on me, by means of your men. You want me to provide the jobs and you want to make it impossible for me to have any jobs to provide.
Politicians, academia, the literati, the media, and now the labor union. It is 1957 in the real world and yes, the rot has set in. Here in this chapter we have the précis of the novel: that the main impediment to achievement is the political power of those who cannot achieve themselves but intend to control it and everything else, and the only way to break that control is to remove from the system the means of conferring that political power onto the unproductive.
The union backs off it has little choice. Every single operational individual on the Taggart Lines volunteers to ride Dagnys chariot of fire. And they provide an armed escort, one per mile of track. It isnt ceremonial. Dagnys opponents would not stick at sabotage and everyone knows it.
I might point out that these individuals, here celebrated for their independence and courage, are the same ones cursed earlier in the novel for enervation, incompetence, and ennui. Rand is attempting to have it both ways and that, Im afraid, wont do. It brings to the fore a question that I dont believe Rand completely addresses in AS is the relationship between employer and employee strictly on the basis of largesse jobs which I give to them or is there an element of reciprocity, a responsibility on the part of the employer toward an effective and ethical employee? And if there is the latter, at what point is Atlas shrugging an action that is impermissible by the very morals that mandate it? Ill leave that an open question for now but I think its a central ethical question in the novel and Im not sure Im entirely satisfied with the way Rand addresses it.
We have, though, already seen Francisco dAnconias view of that issue. It is that he provided the jobs for people who couldnt do that for themselves point taken and that he allowed them to be defrauded by the system in which they were participating. Were there no ethical employees in that arrangement, no one who did what he paid them to do honestly and effectively? And if there were, did he not betray them, judged by his own standards? Or does he deny the reciprocity? My sense is that he does feel that he betrayed them and that it haunts him, a deplorable but inevitable cost of his own shrugging. In that sense Francisco is not only pretending to fall but really has. We have already seen within Rands atheistic world the artifact of soul, and now we encounter the inherent concept of sin. I find this exceedingly curious.
To the fun part we have for the next dozen or so pages Rands best effort at descriptive writing nearly uninterrupted by dialogue. It is the exhilaration of speed, the expression of high achievement in a train doing no less than a hundred miles an hour over untested rail. It is a metaphor for the sort of life the immovable movers lead, the reward due them for their own personal excellence and that of their followers for their faith.
Its quite a performance, actually, although those of us who live in the west might look askance at the notion of a freight train hurtling through a small town at a hundred miles an hour, traffic being protected by nothing more than an occasional cross-buck sign and the native caution of someone who suspects that although no train has heretofore done so, some lunatic might decide to run one at breakneck speed through the community. Stranger things happen all the time out here.
At last there is a triumphant arrival, a climax to this crypto-sexual Ride of the Valkyrie that is reflected later in Dagny and Hanks physical congress in Ellis Wyatts house. Earlier in the chapter Hanks wife has scoffed at the notion that Dagny is his mistress how well she knows her husband, nearly well enough and yet here they are in one anothers arms. It shouldnt be a surprise. They are two people very much alone. Propinquity. They thirst, they ache for peers. Either Hank and Dagny will find them, or they will find Hank and Dagny.
One of them, at least, knows the score:
Ellis Wyatt picked up his glass, looked at their faces and said, To the world as it seems to be right now!
He emptied the glass with a single movement She heard the crash of the glass against the wall in the same instant It was not the conventional gesture meant as a celebration, it was the gesture of a rebellious anger, movement substituted for a scream of pain.
Ellis, she whispered, whats the matter?
Im sorry, he said. Never mind. Well try to think that it will last.
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I just bought Atlas Shrugged tonight so I am way behind. (Fat book small print I hope it grabs me or I’ll never make it to the end)
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