You claim to be a gun-worshipping, Ayn Rand-style rugged individualist, and you may live out on some scrap of what remains of the “frontier” in your part of rural America, and you may even have a picture on your wall of a cowboy or, grotesquely, a Native American, yet you vote Republican, the very group that…fosters the soulless corporate automaton subordinated entirely to corporate greed, with your corporate gods operating largely in big cities, Wall St., or even abroad.
The Question, who saw the world in black and white (in a nod to his Ditkoesque Randian comic book origins) in his earlier superhero days, explains the “spectrum of choices” and how they relate to the development of society…
…admiration for the ruthless individualist is reflected in Rand’s two major novels, The Fountainhead (1943) and Atlas Shrugged (1957). In these two massive volumes of fiction, the protagonists are brilliant, driven men who single-mindedly pursue their visions of excellence — one as an architect, the other as a steel magnate — while having to fight off the efforts of weaker, smaller-minded individuals and governments to prevent them from realizing their dreams.
Small wonder, then, that Rand’s followers see environmentalism not as an effort to save and preserve the only planet we have for future generations, but as a sinister, communist inspired plot…
Negative
I was shooting heroin and reading “The Fountainhead” in the front seat of my privately owned police cruiser when a call came in. I put a quarter in the radio to activate it. It was the chief.
“Bad news, detective. We got a situation.”
“What? Is the mayor trying to ban trans fats again?”
“Worse. Somebody just stole four hundred and forty-seven million dollars’ worth of bitcoins.”