Thursday, May 29, 2008


There hasn’t been much on my mind lately. Tony and I got our TV, which is pretty exciting to us but not so much to the vast majority of the human population. It is getting delivered on Saturday and I have a lot of work to do tomorrow night getting everything ready for it. Tonight I am going to see Avenue Q with Monica and Jamie and that should be wicked awesome. I suppose I’ll have more to say about that tomorrow.

Basically I have been walking around with my head buried deep within Atlas Shrugged and being a total recluse. It’s pretty cool. Atlas Shrugged is basically the same book as The Fountainhead but longer. Although I am only about 400 pages into it I can safely assume that my assumption is correct. There are people motivated by industry and construction, people who punish themselves for having sexual desires contrasted with those who revel in them, Government type folks who just can’t seem to leave those bloody capitalists alone, Sentences dripping with the absolute horror of any remotely socialist ideals, and tons of self-righteous boobs of all sorts running around. It’s wonderful.

1. We’re in the movies/ Watching some people move their mouths/ And a religious figure/ Whose not really a religious figure/ Cause he’s an actor

2. There’s a man I’ve found who could bring us all joy/ There’s a doctor I’ve found could cure the boy. There's a Dr. I've Found, The Who. Identified by, Mom.

3. It never really mattered too much to me/ That I was just too damn old to MC/ All that really mattered is if your rhymes was ill/ Girl that’s all that really mattered to me

4. Tulip Baroo/ Tulip Baroo/ The magnetic roller-skater wears a bonnet of blue/ Bonnet of blue

5. Annie’s twelve years old in two more she’ll be a whore/ Nobody ever told her it’s the wrong way/ Don’t be afraid with the quickness you’ll get laid/ For your family get paid it’s the wrong way. Wrong Way, Sublime. Identified by Mom. Mom, I'm kind of sorry that you know this one. Maybe I can blame it on Sisterhead.


Anonymous said...

Well, an empty mind is a terrible thing to waste.

Mom said...

I hope you are enjoying Avenue Q!

Can't understand what you see in that Ayn Rand...

#2 is a little ditty called "There's a doctor I've found." By The Who, from Tommy. (I still have the 2 album set, with booklet, that I got when Tommy first came out. Phenomenal music.)

#5 is "Wrong Way" by Sublime.

dmarks said...

I think Rand grew up in a place where socialism was in full flower, so she had an extreme reaction.

I tried to read Fountainhead two or three times and could not get into it.

#2. At last a song I know!

Woozie said...

Government type folks who just can’t seem to leave those bloody capitalists alone, Sentences dripping with the absolute horror of any remotely socialist ideals, and tons of self-righteous boobs of all sorts running around. It’s wonderful.

lol, what?

And dmarks is right, Ayn Rand really came of age during the Russian Revolution and apparently the Bolsheviks really messed up her family, forcing them into exile.

Top that off with witnessing the era of Joseph Stalin and you'll find a woman understandably but incorrectly bitter towards socialism. Most socialists hate Stalin and think Lenin 'strayed from the path', so to speak.

I'm not a socialist but socialism has an extraordinarily unfair and undeserved reputation in the United States.

dmarks said...

Its reputation in the United States is far more mild than it deserves, actually.

Most socialists have liked Lenin, Stalin, and Mao. The scores of millions of active socialists in their parties in a couple of lare and populous nations are huge in comparison to socialist parties elsewhere.

Rand was not incorrectly bitter about socialism. I think she got that right: she lived in a nation where socialist rule was about as extensive as it could be. Where she goes off the deep-end is concocting pseudo-religious "objectivism".

If given a choice between these extremes, I guess I'd rather live in an Objectivist than Marxist nation. At their worst the objectivists will let us starve in the streets and not lift a finger because anyone who starves deserves poverty. At their worst, the Marxists will come into our houses and shoot us before we get a chance to be hungry.

rich bachelor said...

Oh hell, keep reading that book. It's hilarious; truly the work of a speed freak. When a character she agrees with is making a point, it'll go on for pages. If she disagrees with the character's views, it's one easily ridiculed and dismissed sentence.

It's a not bad vision of a possible economic apocalypse scenario for America, though, happening on the watch of a bunch of businessmen who are way too friendly with the government, and have names like 'Tinky' and 'Kip'.

Natalie said...

Citizen- That's why I'm reading!

Mom- You haven't read her books, they really are delightful.

Woozie- I'm not a socialist either but have spent much of my adult life working in social services and certainly see the importance of reaching out and helping those who need it. Sometimes it feels futile but I believe it is important.

Dmarks- Objectivism is pretty freaking scary but for some reason i find that it makes for a very fun read. I have found that people either love her books or hate them. I think I've read the fountainhead at least three times and love it more every one.

Rich Bachelor- I fully intend to keep reading it and your comment on how she can go on for PAGES is right on point. I just love how incredibly predictable everything is and it really cracks me up.

Mom said...

Sorry, you can't blame my knowledge of Song #5 on your sister. Blame it on my former habit of listening to the pale imitation of an alternative radio station we used to have in this town. (I wish we still had Rev 105, but it' long gone. And I just haven't warmed to The Current. So now I listen to sports talk radio with a sprinkling of NPR.)

Tonight should be pretty interesting, politically. People have been lining up at the Xcel Energy Center since this morning, to see Barack Obama tonight. We're excited that he's going to be here.