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Who is John Galt?

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As I write the topic line for this post I am thinking of my mother and her coffee mug and mouse-pad that say just that:  ‘Who is John Galt?’ – the disillusioned anthem of the independent hard-worker in Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged.  Mom gave the book to me to read when I was 15 and I read like a demon through every class break and into the early morning.  But why talk about it now?  I just came across an article in The Spokesman-Review : Bill requires all Idaho kids to read ‘Atlas Shrugged.’

Now, the perpetrator of the bill is painting it as a lesson to the board of education regarding other rules and repeals.  He isn’t really going to follow through, but the article brings up popular opinion on the book that I wanted to ponder.

“The 1957 novel has been embraced by libertarians and the tea party movement, in part for its opposition to “statism” and embrace of capitalism, as Rand expressed her philosophy of “objectivism,” focusing on “the morality of rational self-interest.” In recent years, the novel has been touted by conservative commentators including Rush Limbaugh and Glenn Beck.”

It’s been a while since I’ve read it and perhaps my 15 year old mind was being dazzled by themes in the book that it wanted to see, not the themes that everyone else was seeing.  Honestly, I don’t quite get conservative adopting of the book.  Maybe it’s my 33 year old mind not really understanding politics outside of seeing how they’re practiced.  But here goes, here’s some pondering:

I’ll admit that Ayn Rand pitches a hard line in Atlas Shrugged and that all of her hard lines in all of the books I’ve read of her’s have glowed with capitalism.  Though capitalism, to me, has always been a non-partisan, non-denominational love.  In fact, economic systems are not political systems, no matter how much they are confused.

Rand’s “morality of rational self-interest” seemed a meaner, seedier quest for human perfection and self reliance along the lines of Louisa May Alcott’s Transcendentalism.  Though where Alcott may suffer the public because it is embiggening, Rand leaves the public because they are insufferable.  The public here are the masses of fictional devices who rely and profit completely on another’s talent, success, and drive.  These devices may or may not reflect actual persons.

What I got from Atlas Shrugged is that a person’s utmost responsibility is to himself, and that, whether admitted or no, everyone functions in their own self-interest.  No action is without selfishness.  This self-interest must be balanced to the needs of the society one chooses to function within.  It’s almost anarchic when you consider that the ultimate self-responsibility exhibited in the book is leaving/disappearing from/abandoning the society that doesn’t blend with one’s own ideals and needs.  This is why I never considered Ayn Rand’s writings to have anything to do with politics and why I wonder at their adoption by conservative groups.  Don’t political parties need government?  Isn’t anarchism about having none?

Oh, but you may say they are trying to change government for the better in line with “rational self interest.”  Changing the society you live in admits to loving/needing it the way it is as well.  It is supporting the structure put in place by those who oppose you.  Consider, when you cannot win an argument the energy you put into arguing is wasted.  You cannot argue someone out of their beliefs.  You can leave them be and go do something productive with your time and money.

Who is cooking? Bear is cooking! How can that be?

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I am back in the kitchen again.  Should it feel so good to cook?

I am not sure whether this looks as bubbly and fabulous as it was, but here ’tis.  Turkey patty and pearled couscous on a bed of baby watercress with goat cheese crumbles.  I made the couscous with a bit of lemon and black pepper.  Whole thing was sehr gut.

Monster in the Hallway

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Hey, I’m still around.  And there will be more comics posting to the drawing board, and a new chapter of Levi Levi very soon.  Sorry for the hiatus.  yeah.

doodling

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Yu Jinyoung

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This is old news, as it has been squirreled away in my reader’s starred items for some time, but Yu Jinyoung’s work is still amazing and still online at the UNION gallery.

Giant Squid on Video

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Giant Squid Captured on Video for First Time : Discovery Channel

Need something to watch on January 27th at 10/9c?  Of course you do, and it is first ever live documentation of a giant squid:  Giant Squid Captured on Video for First Time : Discovery Channel.  Isn’t it so shimmery and beautiful?

a little idge

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All dressed up and lanky.

Shopping for chairs

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Not because I’m actually going to buy any, it just went hand in hand with the sofa shopping.

magnetically operated antigravity devices

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Happy Christmas

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Christmas horror movies + Christmas song mix in car = strange combination of killer lumber-jack Santa and a killer who poisons people with mistletoe.  kiss kiss.

Christmas time is here

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So, last year I posted my Christmas card Krampus.  This year, no cards, but here’s a Krampus drawing all the same with St. Nick in the lead.

i don’t care

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if wordpress is urging me to update. I have learned my lesson not to do such things until my plugins say I can.

Look what I found

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In a pile of otherwise unimpressive sketches I found this.  It’s pretty cute if I do say so myself.

So what do you think?

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Whenever I’ve been sitting at my desk I keep reading the first page or two of a fiction I had started a few years ago.  I really really like it – like in a, it’s impossible that I wrote this kind of way.  I’m so distracted by that stack of paper (printed for editing and refreshing so I will finish it), that I’m going to put some of it up here.  Here, a few paragraphs from the beginning of 800 square miles:

I was born George Allen Pasternack to middle class parents in what used to be a factory town in Ohio.  That’s how people begin their life stories, right?  I grew up at a normal pace, I went to school, I dated; I was poised to accept my nice clean Rockwellian future.  You get, from the past tense, that nothing ended up the way I had originally envisioned it?  What would be the beginning of my independent adult life and I’m concocting my autobiography to my mirror image.  Reflections of myself are all the faces I’ve seen for a few months now.  There are other people here, trying to live like they were used to, but we avoid each other.  Looking at each other means we have to face up to the fact (no pun intended) that something is changing within us.

Our town is one of many that have been quarantined in order to halt the progression of whatever we have among people further away from the impact site.  We don’t get doctors, other than the ones that already lived among us, and we don’t get information.  Most people stay in their houses all day watching TV programs that have been played over and over again by the only TV station we have left.  We’ve been relieved of the responsibilities of work for the most part.  We take turns doing the few jobs that require an insider, like keeping the library open and manning the grocery store for the days when we aren’t getting shipments from hazmat suited government truck drivers.  We keep the shades drawn and move about in shadows.  Our aversion to the sight of each other and ourselves is a little extreme, I think, considering how little our appearances have changed, but the changes make us different, and its hard to be afraid of something alien to you when its you that is alien.

Compared to some other people in town, I have it pretty great.  I live alone.  I can look at myself or not, and there is no one else in the house to remind me if I don’t want to think about it.  There is no one whose heart will break when I avoid them in the hallway on the way to the bathroom; no one to ruin my escapist moments and propel me into insanity.  Sometimes I wonder why we are fed so well and sometimes provided with more TV shows on disc to keep us amused and distracted.  It would be better to die in riots of hungry chaos then to spiral slowly through this darkness without knowing the only bits of information that I want to know most.  What’s happening to me?

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