Sunday, February 01, 2009

My One Complaint About 'Atlas Shrugged'

Stuart K. Hayashi

Writing this post has become an annual tradition for me. February 2, 2009, marks 104 years to the day of Ayn Rand's birth. Of course, the culture of the 48 contiguous United States associates the date of February 2 with yet another tradition. It is said that, on this day, if a politician crawls out of his hole -- and sees his shadow -- then we will have sixty more years of federal farm subsidies.

As for Miss Rand's magnum opus, I enjoyed every syllable on each of the 1,084 pages of the 1985 paperback edition I read. The prose sparked vivid images that made me feel as if I were gazing upon an exquisite painting.

I was so enthralled by the grandeur of it all that I was quite sad to finish it. It was as if I were a small child again, and summer was coming to an end, and I was parting with a dear friend and playmate whom I would not be able to see again for the rest of the year.

And so I have only one complaint about Atlas Shrugged:

It was too short. :'-)


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