| | Hi Randroids:) I can safely say that I started reading Rand in the closet so to speak. I was only a little boy hanging on my mother's apron strings while my brother who was 1 yr older was reading Rand and transforming himself into an unabashed atheist, then a dreaded word. We were supposed to be Christians! I thought she was dangerous so I did everything I could to turn my head whenever I saw those little nasty dirty paperbacks laying around in my brother's room.
My first Rand book was The Romantic Manifesto and it was a jolt. Then when I came out of the closet my Christian family wouldn't understand why I couldn't confine myself to being a mere atheist:) Now I am a gay atheist who reads Rand's books. A dedicated nonconformist. I recommend the Romantic Manifesto because it will rouse anyone from dogmatic slumbers. Make no mistake, she was still in her Nietzschean phase when she wrote that Manifesto. It is a paen to power and a glass of cold water poured on the head of teen age Hamlets lost in a postmodern labyrinth of indecision. It is an antidote to existential angst in an ironic byronic universe and what is more, it is supremely unapologetic. Rand was like the title of this web site: SOLO. She did not spend her time rummaging through art books to seek out what artist she "should" be, but like a friedrichean pressoir she posed her heros on high presipices looking down on nature and humanity wondering when the confounded lot would get its act together. Modern Art left her uninspired. In the preface of her manifesto she considered herself a bridge from the past to an unknown future. Unlike modern artists she was not a victim of her age, but a herald of the future. If you like gothic laberinthine darkness or its antithesis postmodern fake frothiness I suggest you read Rand's pied-a-terre head-in-the-air rational romantic realism, I only wish she would have written more.
Oh Joy, I think you should write Rand's Guide to the Joy of Cooking, the Joy of Sex is has already been written, and the Joy of Politics or Feminism seems an oxymoron. How about, How to Enjoy sex while Cooking:) Imagine Kama Sutra souffle, or 50 very short recipes while lying prostrate before your microwave. I love your name!!!
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