To: 2MAR$ who wrote (25347 ) 4/23/2012 10:21:17 AM From: Solon Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 69300 I generally enjoy Ponokee's quotes from AR. But Ayn was sometimes capable of a bit of spin herself. This was a time when many Americans and others throughout the world toyed with the dream of a "Paradise on Earth". She had escaped Communism but it was clearly a GIGANTIC force to be reckoned with...and where would it all end? It was natural to see environmentalism as a natural extension of the "we are all one" mentality. Everything seemed to be geered to wiping out the individual, which in Rand's mind was the unit of life--the very essence of existence. The EEeeks were preaching Paradise in the hereafter--slavery and obedience now. The Communists said we could have Paradise here on Earth--everyone a comrade--everyone the same. Need is your master. Be in FEAR of us! Obedience is the program! Meanwhile, the EEeeks said: the Church is your master. Be in FEAR of the Lord. Be in FEAR of us! Obedience is the program! Everybody preaching a Paradise. And the cost? Almost free! Simply be a slave to the objectives of either the Church or the State! "Donate" your labor, your talent--all your value as individuals-and support Paradise on Earth for her wise and just Caretakers...or support Paradise in Heaven for the Eeeks of the world--who are also wise and just--even as is Yahweh from whom they take direction! The Environmentalists certainly seemed to be preaching a collective philosophy--and many of them were. It is easy to preach the joys of collectivism when you are an individual with the right to speak--and not simply one of the herd--kept for your milk, your wool, and your ability to pull a cart! Rand saw that the mentality of "we" was the enemy of the individual. Her book, "Anthem" shows clearly how she saw the possibility of both Communism and Religion merging their use of force and their hatred of the individual. It was not environmentalism per se but the "WE" mentality. One needs to understand what it is like to go through a Revolution of collective animals TAKING people's possessions (their lives) by brute and ugly force...to understand the contempt and the terror evoked. Man the heroic, the glorious individual, reduced to a brute collective animal pulling carts through "Paradise" like Sisyphus rolling the stone. When I think of that little Russian Jewess leaving those Revolutionary animals behind to come to America, the land of the Free, I think of the courage and the devotion for the individual and fundamental rights and freedoms that must have stirred her heart. In Canada, Communism was not quiet. There were communists in my school who passed out the "Peking Review" as the issues came out. The stories were incredible. Fake battles with the Americans where they shot down "American running dogs and their lackeys". I will never forget the words or the pictures. Propaganda much like EEeek engages in here: Not small lies but HUGE GARGANTUAN pieces of fiction intended to rob first the ability to think and to judge and then to join the collective--the Paradise on Earth for the supposed safety and comfort of the WE! Yes, I know what Ayn was talking about. She knew these masters of heaven and earth were not imaginary. They were real--very real...and they still are. People should read this book. And then they should pray to themselves to give themselves love, respect, comfort, and support till the day they die. They should pray to themselves to love, honor, and enjoy the gift of freedom, choice, individualism, and property rights they have--so long as individuals choose to honor the ethic of cooperation and freedom. Because none of these gifts are given. These agreements are agreements . And whenever groups form, some collective is planning some advantage. Nothing is intrinsically wrong with that. Trust them and then put bars on your window and keep your horse saddled. pagebypagebooks.com PAGE 1 "It is a sin to write this. It is a sin to think words no others think and to put them down upon a paper no others are to see. It is base and evil. It is as if we were speaking alone to no ears but our own. And we know well that there is no transgression blacker than to do or think alone. We have broken the laws. The laws say that men may not write unless the Council of Vocations bid them so. May we be forgiven! But this is not the only sin upon us. We have committed a greater crime, and for this crime there is no name. What punishment awaits us if it be discovered we know not, for no such crime has come in the memory of men and there are no laws to provide for it. It is dark here. The flame of the candle stands still in the air. Nothing moves in this tunnel save our hand on the paper. We are alone here under the earth. It is a fearful word, alone. The laws say that none among men may be alone, ever and at any time, for this is the great transgression and the root of all evil. But we have broken many laws. And now there is nothing here save our one body, and it is strange to see only two legs stretched on the ground, and on the wall before us the shadow of our one head. The walls are cracked and water runs upon them in thin threads without sound, black and glistening as blood. We stole the candle from the larder of the Home of the Street Sweepers. We shall be sentenced to ten years in the Palace of Corrective Detention if it be discovered. But this matters not. It matters only that the light is precious and we should not waste it to write when we need it for that work which is our crime. Nothing matters save the work, our secret, our evil, our precious work. Still, we must also write, for--may the Council have mercy upon us!--we wish to speak for once to no ears but our own. Our name is Equality 7-2521, as it is written on the iron bracelet which all men wear on their left wrists with their names upon it. We are twenty-one years old. We are six feet tall, and this is a burden, for there are not many men who are six feet tall. Ever have the Teachers and the Leaders pointed to us and frowned and said: "There is evil in your bones, Equality 7-2521, for your body has grown beyond the bodies of your brothers." But we cannot change our bones nor our body. We were born with a curse. It has always driven us to thoughts which are forbidden. It has always given us wishes which men may not wish. We know that we are evil, but there is no will in us and no power to resist it. This is our wonder and our secret fear, that we know and do not resist. We strive to be like all our brother men, for all men must be alike. Over the portals of the Palace of the World Council, there are words cut in the marble, which we repeat to ourselves whenever we are tempted: "WE ARE ONE IN ALL AND ALL IN ONE. THERE ARE NO MEN BUT ONLY THE GREAT _WE_, ONE, INDIVISIBLE AND FOREVER" PAGE 2 ...