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The Influence of Ayn Rand (and why I’m not a fan)

The Influence of Ayn Rand (and why I’m not a fan)

The WAPO has an article today about how a large portion of the cabinet in waiting as well as many conservative politicians are big fans of Ayn Rand. In the included satirical video by John Oliver, however, it shows a tycoon on the other side (Mark Cuban) who is also a devotee of Ms. Rand and who consistently returns to her works for inspiration.

Personally I have read most of Rand’s books in high school and found them stimulating at the time. But the core of her message, and oft repeated in her works in various forms, is that “man’s ego is the fountainhead of human progress.” Though a fierce atheist and pro-choice advocate herself, Rand’s core “philosophy” of “objectivism” is nonetheless embraced by many who are repelled by her personal proclivities. Sound familiar? Morality is somehow grafted onto and conflated with “the virtue of selfishness,” which is also the title of a Rand book.

So we have to ask, what is this ego that is supposed to define us? We say if someone has a big ego, that’s not good, but if we take our cue from Ayn Rand, we must think that our own ego must be well developed in order to be a complete, creative, and contributing member of society.

This begs the question, then, without a strong egoic sense of self, what are we left with? It’s almost as though without that strong ego, we are barely equipped to function as a human, and must be condemned to be a supplicant of those who are the true “creators.” (Generally translated as “wealth producers.”)

Based on my own personal experience, I don’t agree with that. I most passionately propose that my truest self and source of fulfillment is not with my ego at all, in any way, but in a being that I am still trying to get to know. That being is within me, and is in fact me, and it does not feel like my ego. Its qualities are love, peace, compassion and empathy with others. It is also is wise, and creative, but that is only apparent when the ego is quiet.

My egoic self is competitive, wants to “win” at the expense of someone who must lose. It thinks it is quite smarter than most, but generally screws up things again and again. Wants to be right. Wants what it wants. Do I want to put energy into feeding that side of me?

Do any of you feel that the real cause of this global freak show of unsolvable problems and irreconcilable differences can be somehow boiled down to the way each of us, as individuals, seek our fulfillment?

Yesterday When I Was Young

Yesterday When I Was Young

When I was 17 I worked at a summer camp in upstate NY, delivering supplies in a red 1952 Ford pickup (with 3-speed stick on the steering column). On many an evening after work I would head down a narrow dirt road to a cozy rural bar & grill for libations, conversation, and juke box tunes. (DATED!!)

Amidst the deer heads on the wall and free-flowing Rheingold beer, a group of us NY City metro-area camp employees mingled with friendly country locals from the tiny town nearby. An older college camp counselor (Malcolm was his name I believe) would play two songs on the juke box, repeatedly – “Crystal Blue Persuasion” by Tommy James and “Yesterday When I Was Young,” covered improbably by the country artist Roy Clark, who is actually an amazing guitarist and banjo player. To this day, I clearly recall the camraderie and cheerfully depressive mood in that bar, and those two songs playing over and over again in the background.

The lyrics of “Yesterday When…” are quite good, and the song has been covered by numerous artists. Its origin is a French song called “Hier Encore,” written by the legendary Charles Aznavour, and the English version was penned by Herbert Kretzmer, who later achieved major success as the lyricist for the muscial “Les Miserables.” Give it a listen…

 

I Found My Neighbor, Dead

I Found My Neighbor, Dead

My neighbor was not elderly – he was younger than me, in his early 40s, single, and seemingly fit. The last time I had seen him, the day before, he was going for a run, wearing track shorts, looking trim and happy to have a day off from his busy work life as corporate lawyer, a partner in one of the city’s top firms. We had exchanged words of greeting and small talk. (more…)

Anything is Possible

Anything is Possible

Sunrise Va Beach 18 Oct 2012

Virginia Beach sunrise 10/18/12

I was thinking of Isaac Asimov’s Second Foundation, the third in the sci-fi classic series. The secret group of scientist “saviors” of civilization were said to be at the end of the galaxy where they are the object of a galaxy-wide search by the evil mutant Mule, and others who essentially want to destroy them and all traces of their prescient knowledge.

But what is finally revealed it that these mysterious beings are quietly living at the center of the galaxy, more or less hidden in plain sight as simple farmers.

A great quote from that book:

“The most hopelessly stupid man is he who is not aware that he is wise.”
(Isaac Asimov)