Finally an answer to that nagging question: why do so many girls fall in love with Ayn Rand in their adolescence, only to repudiate her in shame when they grow old enough to know better? Fortunately, I wasn’t bit too hard with the Rand bug. I read The Fountainhead and thought it was pretty good until I learned more about literature and Objectivism, but I stopped there.
A few years ago my husband and I stumbled across the movie version starring Patricia Neal and Gary Cooper (screenplay by Ayn Rand) and were so entranced we added it to our library. If you haven’t seen it, get it from Netflix — anti-homosexual B&D Objectivist terrorist love was never so funny.
I read Atlas Shrugged (along with the rest of my senior high-school psych class) and loved the story (until John Galt’s excruciating radio speech) but never embraced the philosophy. Still, my classmates and I had fun mysteriously asking, “Who is John Galt?” in front of outsiders.