I have FINALLY trudged my way through this book, despite the unwavering willingness to slit my wrists to make it stop, dear god, just please make it stop.

I NEVER take more than two or three days to read a big book, and anything under four hundred pages is gone in a day.

For the uninitiated, here’s the cliffs notes of the cliffs notes of Atlas Shrugged:

Liberalisim at it’s core is a desire to drag everyone down to the level of the lowest of the low, to take away from those who work hard for their success and give to layabouts. About racheting down the freedom of the individual until the gummint must decide everything for everyone. It’s true on a corporate level and on an individual level. The end result of all this robin hooded stupidity is that everyone’s lives turn to shit, fairly quickly.

Well, duh.

Okay, okay, I get that it’s written in a different time, a time when people couldn’t believe this sort of thing could happen, but shit, if you don’t understand the truth if this, you really never will. And no 57 page speeches by a fictional character are gonna make you believe it.

Under “over the top” in the dictionary, they should show this book.

man, I have had to read Count of Monte Cristo twice to clear my head. And therin lies my feelings about the matter; nemo me impune lacessit. Edmond Dantes was my perfect hero. Mess with his family? he’ll ruin yours. Annoy him? he’ll duel with you and kill you. A renaissance man with the education and the cash to do his will and enforce it on others at will. Give me Edmond Dantes over John Galt anyday. Who the fuck IS john galt.