Objectivists are forever going on and on about the eternal timeliness of Ayn Rand’s writing. To them, Atlas Shrugged is not an insane, paranoid right-wing fantasy of a deranged future that could never happen, but rather a subtle amplification of the world we currently inhabit. They feel that Atlas Shrugged doesn’t take place in the distant future: It takes place tomorrow, albeit a tomorrow that cannot function without a robust and all-important train system.
For people morbidly fascinated by Objectivism and Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged is perpetually timely for a much different reason. For me, it’s because there will always be some right-wing asshole sounding out a Randian plea to the populace. This plea claims that the innovators, businessmen, and renegade capitalists Rand revered and romanticized are being dragged down by what Rand and her heroes called looters and what Donald Trump calls “total losers”—government bureaucrats, establishment politicians, welfare recipients, leftist protesters, illegal immigrants, legal immigrants, Mexicans, and any other group that can be easily and popularly scapegoated.