. I don't like the idea that I can know what tomorrows headlines will be just by rereading my worn copy of Atlas Shrugged. The world Rand described is harsh, cruel, and giving up on civilization.
Atlas Shrugged appears to be prophetic, the result of a nanny-state and socialist policies. Just replace Twentieth Century Motor Company with GM and Chrysler and the book begins to be horribly accurate.
Funny, I was thinking the same exact thing not two or three days ago while refurbishing a hand saw.
One of my neighbors saw me using a waterstone to grind some semblance of a smooth surface into a mistreated saw. I had already removed the handle flattened the teeth on my anvil.
He asked why I would bother to do that when I could go to the store and get a new one.
I asked him if he knew how to cut, sharpen and set teeth on a saw. "No clue," was his answer. I said, "I know how, my dad taught me a while back." He was puzzled and wandered off as I figure eighted that stone over the 1095 steel that the blade is made of.
Something in that exchange made me think of Atlas Shrugged, Galt, Rearden, Dagney, and Frisco.
Albert.... My Dad taught me as well. How to sharpen saw teeth, how to reset them.... how to care for the tools. Someplace I still have the saw set he gave me, and I've yet to run into anyone who had a clue what it was, let alone how to use it.
There's a special pride, a reward, in properly caring for and using good tools. It validates us as 'Man' the species.
Rand understood that, and the value an active mind and a true hand has. Too few people understand that today.
"It is not advisable, James, to venture unsolicited opinions. You should spare yourself the embarrassing discovery of their exact value to your listener." Ayn Rand, Atlas Shrugged, 1957
"Sounds pretty great. But you know something? Sooner or later I rub everybody the wrong way."
"Love is the expression of one's values, the greatest reward you can earn for the moral qualities you have achieved in your character and person, the emotional price paid by one man for the joy he receives from the virtues of another."
As for me.... what love I have left will stay in it's cage, not to be released again. There is only pain on that path.
'Atlas Shrugged', 1957
"Did you really think we want those laws observed?" said Dr. Ferris. "We want them to be broken. You'd better get it straight that it's not a bunch of boy scouts you're up against... We're after power and we mean it... There's no way to rule innocent men. The only power any government has is the power to crack down on criminals. Well, when there aren't enough criminals one makes them. One declares so many things to be a crime that it becomes impossible for men to live without breaking laws. Who wants a nation of law-abiding citizens? What's there in that for anyone? But just pass the kind of laws that can neither be observed nor enforced or objectively interpreted – and you create a nation of law-breakers – and then you cash in on guilt. Now that's the system, Mr. Reardon, that's the game, and once you understand it, you'll be much easier to deal with." ('Atlas Shrugged' 1957)
Robert Heinlein
"Do not confuse "duty" with what other people expect of you; they are utterly different. Duty is a debt you owe to yourself to fulfill obligations you have assumed voluntarily. Paying that debt can entail anything from years of patient work to instant willingness to die. Difficult it may be, but the reward is self-respect. But there is no reward at all for doing what other people expect of you, and to do so is not merely difficult, but impossible. It is easier to deal with a footpad than it is with the leech who wants "just a few minutes of your time, please — this won't take long." Time is your total capital, and the minutes of your life are painfully few. If you allow yourself to fall into the vice of agreeing to such requests, they quickly snowball to the point where these parasites will use up 100 percent of your time — and squawk for more! So learn to say No — and to be rude about it when necessary. Otherwise you will not have time to carry out your duty, or to do your own work, and certainly no time for love and happiness. The termites will nibble away your life and leave none of it for you. (This rule does not mean that you must not do a favor for a friend, or even a stranger. But let the choice be yours. Don't do it because it is "expected" of you.)"
Zoe:Sir, is there some information we might maybe be lacking as to why there's an entire Fed squad sitting on this train?
Mal: Doesn't concern us.
Zoe: It kinda concerns me
Zoe: You don't think that changes the situation a bit?
Mal: I surely do. Makes it more fun!
Zoe: Sir? I think you have a problem with your brain being missing.
Ronald Reagan said:
'Government is like a baby: An alimentary canal with a big appetite at one end and no sense of responsibility at the other.'
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Atlas Shrugged appears to be prophetic, the result of a nanny-state and socialist policies. Just replace Twentieth Century Motor Company with GM and Chrysler and the book begins to be horribly accurate.
Funny, I was thinking the same exact thing not two or three days ago while refurbishing a hand saw.
One of my neighbors saw me using a waterstone to grind some semblance of a smooth surface into a mistreated saw. I had already removed the handle flattened the teeth on my anvil.
He asked why I would bother to do that when I could go to the store and get a new one.
I asked him if he knew how to cut, sharpen and set teeth on a saw. "No clue," was his answer. I said, "I know how, my dad taught me a while back." He was puzzled and wandered off as I figure eighted that stone over the 1095 steel that the blade is made of.
Something in that exchange made me think of Atlas Shrugged, Galt, Rearden, Dagney, and Frisco.
Wonder why...
Regards,
Albert
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Albert....
My Dad taught me as well. How to sharpen saw teeth, how to reset them.... how to care for the tools. Someplace I still have the saw set he gave me, and I've yet to run into anyone who had a clue what it was, let alone how to use it.
There's a special pride, a reward, in properly caring for and using good tools. It validates us as 'Man' the species.
Rand understood that, and the value an active mind and a true hand has. Too few people understand that today.
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