Ayn Rand's Atlas Shrugged: From Romantic Fallacy to Holocaustic Imagination

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Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged:
              From Romantic Fallacy to
               Holocaustic Imagination
                                  Thomas F. Bertonneau

                                                      The Fountainhead and Atlas Shrugged—
      “The only authentic epochê is ... victory
      over desire, victory over Promethean pride.”    the latter more than 1,000 pages long.”5
                                   —René Girard1      Delving into the former, Wilson found
                                                      himself “immediately put off by the rhe-
                                                      torical tone of the opening,” which he
      “When the SS torturer becomes the villain of
      the war film, he is turned into a sacrificial   quotes: “Howard Roark laughed.... He
      figure, a scapegoat, [he becomes the] struc-    stood naked at the edge of a cliff,” and so
      tural equivalent of the Jud Süss in Nazi        forth.6 Turning to Atlas, Wilson writes, “I
      cinema.”                      —Eric Gans2       remembered that I had seen some of this
                                                      book before...an immensely long speech,
                                                      made over the radio by a man called John
                          I
                                                      Galt...to justify individualism.”7 Rand’s
NO ACCOUNT OF Ayn Rand’s (1905-1982)                  prose struck Wilson as “too wordy” and
sprawling, morally incoherent end-of-the-             he had, on that former occasion, “given it
world story Atlas Shrugged (1957)3 can                up.”8
begin elsewhere than in an acknowledg-                   When students now would ask what
ment of the way in which the novel’s                  Wilson thought of Rand, he described her
fascinating spectacle can draw a reader               as “a typical female writer, a kind of mod-
in despite himself. This spectacle is the             ern Marie Corelli, much given to preach-
book’s secret, which the present essay                ing and grandiose language.”9 In the au-
aims to investigate.                                  tumn of 1962, however, confined to bed
   The British writer Colin Wilson gives a            by a severe case of influenza, Wilson revis-
typical account.4 He first became con-                ited Atlas, “determined to give it a fair
scious of Rand’s work while lecturing in              trial.” Pushing himself through the first
America in the autumn of 1961; univer-                twenty pages, Wilson at last finished the
sity students would ask him his opinion               book, finding that he “had done Miss Rand
about her. He responded that he had                   a considerable injustice” insofar as she
never heard of Rand, whereupon, as he                 possessed “the ability to tell a story... with
writes, “somebody presented me with pa-               a minimum of clichés.”10
perback copies of her two major novels,                  In Wilson’s judgment, Atlas “has a great
                                                      deal in common with Aldous Huxley’s
THOMAS F. BERTONNEAU teaches English litera-          Brave New World and Orwell’s Nineteen
ture at SUNY, Oswego, and is a regular contribu-      Eighty Four.”11 Like those, “it is a tirade
tor to Modern Age: A Quarterly Review.                against collectivism and government in-

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terference with individual freedom.”12         the sense of…indifference to other
Pace Wilson, while one might acknowl-          people but in the sense of intelligent self-
edge a few similarities, Atlas shows little    interest.”14 Yet while Rand might lay claim
of the political or psychological acumen       to “a considerable intellect…it is… nar-
of Orwell or Huxley, and none at all of        row and incurious” so that, “having estab-
their individual stylistic felicity—but this   lished to her own satisfaction that all that
stands as a parenthesis to the criticism.      is wrong with the world is lack of faith in
No subtlety kept Wilson riveted for two        reason and its muddled ideas on self-
days and a thousand pages but rather           interest and altruism, she seems to take
Rand’s broad-stroke depiction of a grand       no further interest in the history of ideas.”15
industrial Götterdämmerung across the              Wilson makes this pronouncement on
three parts of the novelistic tapestry.        the story of Galt’s strike against a corrupt
   Rand has the technological infrastruc-      world: “Collectivism has been established
ture of North America collapsing in ruin,      as the scapegoat that explains the deca-
often with incendiary effects, while a gang-   dence of our civilization” and having
ster regime that has superseded the fed-       found her miscreant, “rather as Hitler
eral government systematically loots the       found the Jews,” Rand “then begins her
national economy. Moral invertebrates          crusade.”16
like James Taggart, who oversees the de-           Wilson’s encounter with Rand evoked
struction of the Taggart Transcontinen-        an equally telling sequel. Convinced that
tal Railway, or the Al Capone-like Cuffy       his own critique of “the fallacy of insignifi-
Meigs, the gang-leader just before the         cance”—in books like The Outsider (1956)
final catastrophe, exercise a kind of mor-     and Religion and the Rebel (1957)—had
bid glamor as Rand demonstrates the dras-      points in common with Rand’s “Objectiv-
tic consequences of their larceny-dis-         ism,” Wilson wrote to her, outlining the
simulated-as-altruism. The protagonists,       similarities as he saw them, with the hope
Dagny Taggart (James’s sister) and Henry       of opening communications. No reply
“Hank” Rearden (metallurgist-entrepre-         came from Rand. Instead, Rand’s then
neur), search an obliterated landscape         secretary, Nathaniel Branden, wrote Wil-
for signs of the elusive Galt, who might be    son, rebuking him: “It is possible that you
either the evil agency behind all of the       do not realize the singular inappropriate-
massive decay (“the destroyer”) or the         ness of your letter to the author of Atlas
genius-inventor whose deus ex machina          Shrugged. Perhaps [a study of Objectiv-
of a free-energy motor will save civiliza-     ism] will give you a new perspective on
tion.                                          the full context in which your letter was
   Wilson goes on to say that Rand’s epos      received and appraised—and might sug-
inspired him with a double response. As        gest to you a new approach.”17
Wilson had “always detested the ‘fallacy           Wilson had mentioned in his letter his
of insignificance’ in modern literature,       initial dislike of Rand’s work, his change
the cult of smallness and meanness, the        of mind, and his intention to devote an
atmosphere of defeat that broods over          essay to Atlas. He then cites Branden’s
the twentieth-century novel,” he “was          final sentence: “Miss Rand would be very
delighted by the sheer health of Ayn           pleased to hear of your interest in her
Rand’s view.”13 He can even understand,        work—when and if you correct your of-
he writes, what Rand means when she            fense against it in the same terms that the
extols that virtue of selfishness for which    offense was committed.”18 As Wilson says,
so many applaud or revile her, depending       “I was somewhat staggered by this messi-
on their perspective: “Selfishness has al-     anic tone.”19
ways been man’s vital principle—not in             But the “messianic tone,” a strenuous

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pontification, operates everywhere in          object of blackmail to the same end per-
Rand, as in her followers. So too does a       petrated by the repellent Dr. Floyd Ferris
naïve attitude towards history and phi-        of the fraudulent “National Science Insti-
losophy that at times can only be de-          tute.” The blackmailer threatens to make
scribed as sophomoric. Consider the fol-       public Rearden’s affair with Taggart soeur.
lowing excessively rhetorical question-        Protectively, Rearden decides to cede
cum-asseveration from Rand’s Introduc-         the patent for his miracle alloy (“Rearden
tion to a paperback edition of Victor          Metal”) to the government gang. Numb
Hugo’s Ninety-Three: “Have you ever won-       from fighting his hopeless action against
dered what they felt, those first men of the   the “looters,” Rearden imagines, as Rand
Renaissance, when—emerging from the            puts it, “a long line of men [who] stretched
long nightmare of the Middle Ages, hav-        through the centuries from Plato onward,
ing seen nothing but the deformed mon-         whose heir and final product was an in-
strosities and gargoyles of medieval art as    competent little professor with the ap-
the only reflection of man’s soul—they         pearance of a gigolo and the soul of a
took a new, free, unobstructed look at the     thug.”21 She means Ferris, who, however,
world and rediscovered the statues of the      is now tied to his looming precursor, the
Greek gods, forgotten under the piles of       student of Socrates and the author of The
rubble?”20                                     Republic, Phaedrus, Symposium, and the
    Where to begin sounding the seismic        others. A specter, it would seem, haunts
fissures in Rand’s Weltanschauung, as re-      Atlas Shrugged.
vealed in the mass of errors assumed by           The passage is odd, not least in its
this verbal tit-bit? Gargoyles are part of     specificity, since Rearden, although edu-
the Gothic sculptural repertory and have       cated and intelligent, nowhere else in the
a specific meaning in context, but so are      novel demonstrates any particular knowl-
radiant saints and Holy Mothers—often          edge about the philosophical tradition
in the medium of translucent glass; so too     or the history of ideas: to the contrary, he
are the burgesses of the cathedral-towns,      has to be tutored in logic, ethics, and
the merchant-class on whose willing lar-       epistemology by Francisco d’Anconia;
gesse the great lady-churches rose. The        nor, elsewhere, does Rand mention any
cathedral itself represents an engineer-       other figure in philosophy, except for the
ing marvel unequaled until the twentieth       fictional Hugh Akston. Shortly after
century, but Rand, whose architect-hero        Rearden experiences this curiously defi-
in The Fountainhead wants to build a mile-     nite vision, he emerges from reverie to
high tower, sees only those imps and           hear Ferris finish up his threatening speech
devils. Rand seems blind to the fact that      with a naked admission: “We’re after power
what followed the centuries of Christen-       and we mean to get it.”22 Rearden sud-
dom was the convulsion of the Reforma-         denly grasps that Ferris and his gang re-
tion, culminating in the bloody mayhem         quire what they so volubly despise, the
of the Thirty Years War. “Middle Ages” is,     virtues namely of industry and productiv-
finally, a prejudicial coinage of the the-     ity, and that his years of concession to
osophist-cum-socialist Auguste Comte,          their parasitism constitute a moral lapse
which Rand adopts with uncritical insou-       on his own part.
ciance.                                           In specifying Plato as the fountain-
    There is a moment, in Atlas, relevant to   head of the collectivist debacle that Atlas
the foregoing, when Rearden, having just       describes, in singling him out as the ori-
subverted the kangaroo court designed          gin of all that distorts the mob-ridden
to make an expropriation of his factory        contemporary world, Rand invokes her
look legal, discovers himself to be the        own prescient version of the “vast right-

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wing conspiracy” that figures in recent          “the capital of… the Second Renaissance
left-liberal rhetoric. A type of sortilege has   …of oil derricks, power plants, and mo-
taken place: in naming the name, Rand            tors made of Rearden Metal.”25
has put responsibility where, as she sees           Rand’s notion of Plato—as the arch-
things, it properly belongs. Those who           offender against her own matter-oriented
know Rand’s work can reproduce her ar-           Neo-Romanticism—rests on a breathtak-
gument: Plato, the grandfather of group-         ing ignorance of what it would dismiss. As
resentment, gratuitously and falsely di-         acute as Rand’s personifications of mili-
vides the world into the realm of becom-         tant collectivism and unmitigated power-
ing and the realm of being, stigmatizing         seeking are, they cannot approach in ei-
the former as a mere pale copy of the            ther the acumen of their insight or the
latter. Out of envy against men of practi-       depth of their analysis the diagnosis of
cal ability, Plato degrades material ac-         the identical socio-pathologies in Plato’s
complishment and insists that the philo-         dialogues, where figures like Thrasy-
sophic life—the cultivation of bodiless          machus, Ion, Callicles, and the trio of
spirit—is the highest value. In so doing,        Socrates’s accusers at his trial embody
the Hellene glorifies non-productive con-        exactly the kinds of viciousness against
templation and rancorous dialectic at            which the Atlas-author, to adapt Wilson’s
the expense of the pragmatists, the entre-       phrase, launches her crusade. Rearden’s
preneurs and investors, at whom the              trial resembles Socrates’s trial in any num-
pseudo-intellectuals superciliously sneer        ber of ways, except that in Rand’s Roman-
as coarse and vulgar, but on whom they           tic conceit the hero must—eventually—
depend for their security and leisure. As        triumph over his persecutors, just as
the Taggart in the white hat tells Rearden,      Rearden and his associates triumph over
the “mystics” have always preached that,         the looters in the final, precipitate down-
“the inferior animals who’re able to pro-        fall of the ransacked world. Socrates, too,
duce should serve those superior beings          triumphs, but not pragmatically; only in
whose superiority in the spirit consists of      his metaphysical exemplum does he tran-
incompetence in the flesh.”23                    scend the assembly’s corrupt condemna-
   The millennial queue of reality-deniers       tion and so guarantee forever its ill re-
descending out of the past and stultifying       pute.
the present finds its contrast, in Atlas, in        Rearden imitates Socrates when he
another linear image: that of railroad           confounds his accusers by the simple
tracks on a straightaway reaching to the         expedient of omitting to mount any de-
distant vanishing point whose instrumen-         fense. The difference is that Rand pre-
tal abolition the rails portend. Rearden         serves Rearden so that he (and she, and
and Taggart soeur explicitly identify their      we) can later gloat. Again, Rand’s misrep-
own will with this image near the climax         resentation of Plato will hardly pass for
of Part I of Atlas (“Non-Contradiction”)         original; it replicates, without acknowl-
when they ride in the locomotive cabin           edgment, a similar vehement misrepre-
during the first run on the John Galt Line       sentation in Nietzsche’s treatment of both
in Colorado: “She saw that the track was         Socratic and Judaeo-Christian morality,
sweeping downward, that the earth flared         the two of which he describes famously as
open, as if the mountains were flung             kindred versions of a slave-morality. Rand’s
apart—and at the bottom, at the foot of          term is the sanction of the victim, or “altru-
Wyatt Hill, across the dark crack of a           ism.”
canyon, she saw the bridge of Rearden               The mention of Plato, almost exactly
Metal.”24 The Wyatt oil fields, which the        the halfway point in the narrative, pos-
line serves, will become, the pair hope,         sesses an additional significance. It has

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as its context a long sequence, from the        cluding one thing for the sake of another,
beginning of the book until the end, in         thus characterizes Taggart essentially.
which the author develops a recurring           One might note, too, the preference in
theme that lies at the heart of her fiery       Taggart’s expostulation for the collec-
vision. I refer to the theme of sacrifice.      tive (“the whole country”) over the indi-
                                                vidual. To do business, to make money:
                     II
                                                this, for Taggart, amounts to, and may be
In his study of The Ayn Rand Cult (1999),       dismissed as, “greed.” Quite apart from
Jeff Walker offers an amusing tally of re-      the scandalous Wyatt, any competitor
curring items in the Atlas vocabulary.          can appear to Taggart and his associates
Writes Walker: “Destroy or destruction oc-      as an intolerable obstacle to the fulfilment
curs 278 times,” “evil… is deployed a stag-     of whatever wish they cherish in a given,
gering 220 times,” and “the evil of sacrifice   disconnected moment. In one of their
or [of the] sacrificial requires 135 deploy-    confabulations, at the end of which they
ments.”26 So it goes. Let us contemplate        affirm again their principle that “people
some instances of the last.                     who are afraid to sacrifice somebody have
   In Part I, quite early in the narrative,     no business talking about a common
James Taggart is discussing with Eddie          purpose,” Taggart rebukes Paul Larkin’s
Willers, one of the minor protagonists,         regretful codicil—“I wish we didn’t have
the Taggart Transcontinental Railroad’s         to hurt anybody”—with the scornful for-
chief current competition. The Phoenix-         mula: “That is an anti-social attitude.”30
Durango Line has now “got most of the              Earlier in the same consultation,
freight traffic of Arizona, New Mexico and      Taggart has posed in the form of a ques-
Colorado.”27 In particular, due to disre-       tion that, “when everybody agrees… when
pair on the Taggart Transcontinental, the       people are unanimous, how does one
Phoenix-Durango’s Dan Conway has se-            man dare to dissent?”31 The palaver con-
cured a contract with Ellis Wyatt of Wyatt      cludes with a toast on a Marxist theme:
Oil, the biggest industrialist in the region.   “Let’s drink to the sacrifices to historical
This rankles Taggart frère. He describes        necessity.”32 In these bits of conversation
Wyatt to Willers as “a greedy bastard who’s     and exposition, Rand adds to her usage of
after nothing but money,” a “destructive,       the term sacrifice a linkage to the extreme
unscrupulous ruffian,” and “an irrespon-        conformism of unanimity; and she makes
sible upstart who’s been grossly over-          it clear that, within the mentality indi-
rated.”28 Taggart asks rhetorically: “What      cated by the term, to flout unanimity is
does he expect? That we drop all our            necessarily anathema—a case of “anti-
other shippers, sacrifice the interests of      social” behavior.
the whole country to give him our                  Sacrifice of this sort, the annihilation
trains?”29 Willers replies in the negative,     of the one for the welfare of the remain-
adding that Wyatt expects nothing; he           der, stems from a distinctly unanimous, or
merely takes his trade to those who handle      collective, rather than from any individual,
it competently. Rand emphasizes from            type of resentment. The schemers invari-
the start the resentfulness in Taggart’s        ably justify their schedule of persecution
character, by expression of which he com-       and expulsion by invoking an imminent
pensates rhetorically for his lack of pro-      crisis that the victim’s immolation will
ductive ability.                                avert. Even the harassed Conway, whose
   Taggart, as his ire suggests, assumes        railroad the gang dissolves in favor of
that existence is a zero-sum game in which      Taggart’s Rio Norte Line, says to Taggart
wealth can only be redistributed but never      la femme, “I suppose somebody’s got to
increased. The idea of a sacrifice, of ex-      be sacrificed,” not excepting himself

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should the lot so fall, for “men have got to   tion. The collective murderers would
get together.”33                               never admit to harming a guiltless party.
   The Atlas protagonists, by contrast,        Rearden’s judges respond to his candid
rebel against the trend, even when they        description of what they had planned for
cannot fully articulate their reasons. On      him with calming denials: “Why do you
the occasion just cited, Miss Taggart ob-      speak of human sacrifices?” and “you do
jects to Conway: “Nothing can make self-       not really believe...that we wish to treat
immolation proper.... Nothing can make it      you as a sacrificial victim.”39 In private,
moral to destroy the best.”34 In Part II of    however, the gang-leaders willingly allow
the novel (“Either-Or”), at Rearden’s trial,   how “sacrifice is the cement which unites
the defendant tells his accusers, “If it is    human bricks into the great edifice of
now believed that my fellow men may            society.”40
sacrifice me in any manner they please for        Here we do see a resemblance to the
the sake of whatever they deem to be their     public pillorying—as in the regular “ten-
own good, if they believe that they may        minute hate”—in Orwell’s 1984. We might
seize my property simply because they          also think of the 1930s show-trials under
need it—well, so does any burglar.”35 In       Stalin, when one purported high-level
defining the ideal of justice, which the       saboteur after another was offered up in
procedure against him so flagrantly vio-       public to Marxism-Leninism. The sacrifi-
lates, Rearden asserts that “no clash of       cial character of the National Socialist
interests” would ever divide “men who do       Holocaust is self-evident; if the sacrificial
not demand the unearned and who do             character of the Soviet atrocities were
not practice human sacrifices.”36 The          less so, it should not be. Rand came to the
charges against him qualify, therefore,        United States as an escapee from Lenin’s
not as juridical, but as sacrificial in some   Russia.
anthropologically primitive sense.                It is the presence in Atlas of these genu-
   When Rearden declares, “were [I] asked      ine, if not terribly original, insights that
to immolate myself for the sake of crea-       obscures something else. It is that some-
tures who want to survive at the price of      thing else that motivates me, as I have
my blood... I would reject it as the most      done, to call Rand’s magnum opus “mor-
contemptible evil,”37 he earns a round of      ally incoherent.” Let me return to that
unexpected applause from part of the           excessive adverb in Rand’s sketch of
gallery. Yet, alongside those who cheer        Rearden’s public detractors. The super-
for his having enunciated the ethical prin-    fluous “maliciously” belongs to another
ciple, he also notes “the faces of loose-      thread in Rand’s grand narrative that
mouthed young men and maliciously              twines about her plausible analysis of the
unkempt females, the kind who led the          “mob” or “looter” psychology as collec-
booing in newsreel theaters at any ap-         tive in its nature and based on a need for
pearance of a businessman on the               victims. In her comments on fiction gen-
screen.”38 Let us record the excessiveness     erally and on her own work, Rand made
of that adverb, “maliciously.”                 much of authorial omniscience, of the
   Like the naming of Plato, the adverbial     artist as the creator of every detail of an
excessiveness betrays a certain authorial      imaginary universe. She makes the back-
gratuity. A simple “unkempt” would have        ground, she moves the characters this
served. Nevertheless, Rand has discerned       way or that, and she puts the words in
something about sacrifice that those who       their mouths; they are glorious or repel-
study it among classicists and anthro-         lent according to her plan. This is as it
pologists have likewise noticed: that it       must be.
works most efficiently under dissimula-           Homer, in the Odyssey, takes care from

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Book I forward, to heighten the boorish-        the scene, I wish to state again that, in her
ness and menace, the aggression and glut-       divulgence of the “altruist” mentality,
tony, of the suitors, the better that read-     Rand seems to me accurately to have
ers might participate vicariously in the        gleaned much about late-twentieth cen-
hero’s slaughter of them in the climax. A       tury left-liberal piety, not least its addic-
story without catharsis is hardly a story at    tion to righteous display. But, to use one
all. Rand knows this demand of fiction          of her own favorite terms, her narrative
and she draws her villains in broad strokes;    builds on a borrowed premise.
she does this to prepare us, her readers, to       The soirée will therefore reveal a par-
participate vicariously in something            liament of scoundrels. Comes first Dr.
like—yet also unalike—Odysseus’s kill-          Pritchett, professor of philosophy at the
ing of the freebooters who have, during a       once venerable but now corrupt Patrick
lustrum of his absence, pilfered his larder     Henry College. He is a nihilist in the style
and threatened his wife and son.                of Jean-Paul Sartre or Jacques Derrida:
   To begin ratcheting up reader outrage,       “Man? What is man? He’s just a collection
Rand has the threat to Rearden come in          of chemicals with delusions of grandeur.”46
part from his own family. Wife Lillian will     According to Pritchett’s wisdom, “Man’s
eventually sum herself up in the resentful      metaphysical pretensions...are preposter-
formula, “I can’t produce [Henry’s] metal,      ous”; a man is “a miserable bit of proto-
but I can take it away from him.”41 Rand        plasm, full of ugly little concepts and
admits Lillian’s feminine beauty, only          mean little emotions–and it imagines it-
adding that “the eyes were the flaw,” be-       self important!”47 In the professor’s opin-
ing “neither quite gray nor brown, life-        ion, “reason...is the most naïve of all su-
lessly empty of expression.”42 Rand has         perstitions” and contradictions that be-
Rearden’s mother chide him for his in-          devil said superstition in fact resolve them-
volvement in his business: “You think           selves a priori in a Platonic “higher philo-
that if you pay the bills, that’s enough,       sophical sense.”48 Pritchett argues how
don’t you?”43 Rand describes la mère’s          “nothing is anything.”49 His precursor on
voice on this occasion as “half-spitting,       the faculty, Hugh Akston, taught by con-
half-begging.”44 Brother Philip, a whining      trast how “everything is something.”50
freeloader, begs money for “The Friends            Comes next Balph [sic] Eubank, author
of Global Progress” and claims it to be “a      of the novel The Heart is a Milkman, who
martyr’s task.”45 The preparation of our ire    opines: “the literature of the past...was a
gets under way in earnest, however, in a        shallow fraud” that “whitewashed life in
chapter (“The Non-Commercial”) in Part I        order to please the money tycoons whom
devoted to Lillian’s cocktail party on the      it served.”51 Rand unveils the repellent
tenth anniversary of her marriage to Henry.     Bertram Scudder “slouched against the
Rand employs a cinematic technique: the         bar.”52 He makes radio propaganda for the
authorial eye and ear, like the tracking        gang on the order of “property rights are
camera, travel among the partiers regis-        a superstition” and “one holds property
tering now this, now that conversation,         only by the courtesy of those who do not
acquainting the spectators with key indi-       seize it.”53 Comes next Mort Liddy, a so-
viduals among the predators-in-guise-of-        called composer, who turns on the radio
saints.                                         so that everyone can hear a broadcast of
   Readers should interpret that what-          his new composition. It is a mere jazzed
ever later befalls these self-sanctifiers, or   up version of a melody stolen from one of
others like them, stems from their defec-       Atlas’s minor protagonists, the real com-
tive theory of men and the world. Ethos, as     poser Richard Halley. Liddy’s score “was
Heraclitus said, is fate. Before sampling       Halley’s melody torn apart, its holes stuffed

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with hiccoughs.”54 I have italicized the          murder as a means of appeasing a super-
phrase “torn apart” for its archly sacrifi-       natural principle. It is also—it is prima-
cial connotation. Think of King Pentheus          rily—a sacrificial narrative, as most of
in Euripides’ Bacchae.                            popular, as opposed to high, narrative
    Later speeches and misdeeds by the            ever has been and probably always will
“looters” constitute but variations on the        be. It follows that the novel’s borrowed
basic motifs that Rand introduces during          premise is sacrifice: Rand invites us to
the anniversary fête. In Part III, when the       view with a satisfying awe the destruction
governmental and economic crisis has              before our eyes of those who have mis-
just about reached its climax, Dagny              treated the protagonists, with whom she
Taggart tries to survey the sum of disas-         has invited us to identify. The standard
ters. The enormity defies full assessment,        Arnold Schwarzenegger or Clint Eastwood
but Rand’s heroine knows the cause: “So           thriller achieves its effect by no different
long as living flesh was prey to be de-           means. Michael Moore’s movie Fahren-
voured, [it] did [not] matter whose stom-         heit 9/11 works in the same way.
achs it had gone to fill,” especially as             The catharsis in Atlas comes not at the
“there wasn’t even any way to tell who            end, however, but around two-thirds of
were the cannibals and who were the               the way through the story. It is the su-
victims.”55 When people see life as the riot      perbly stage-managed Winston Tunnel
of a zero-sum game, cannibalism is the            disaster.
inevitable result.
                                                                       III
    The logic of the sacrificial theory of life
is thus the devolution of everything into         Rand exerts her full ability as a storyteller
a vast crisis where “cannibal” and “vic-          to endow the calamity in the railway tun-
tim” become indistinguishable. “Men had           nel with the appearance of inevitability,
been pushed into a pit where, shouting            to make it look like the entirely predict-
that man is his brother’s keeper, each was        able outcome of the nihilism expressed
devouring his neighbor and was being              by the “looters” at Lillian’s entertainment
devoured by his neighbor’s brother, each          and elsewhere. Tom Clancy might well
was proclaiming the righteousness of the          have learned something about the exege-
unearned and wondering who was strip-             sis of catastrophe from Rand’s example,
ping the skin off his back, each was de-          but earlier popular literature offers a num-
vouring himself, while screaming in ter-          ber of precedents. Near the end of Part II
ror that some unknowable evil was de-             of the novel, the industrial infrastructure
stroying the earth.”56 So might it have           of the country has radically deteriorated.
been, had the Bolsheviks triumphed                Trains cannot keep schedule; those that
worldwide, as they hoped. The Ukraine             do run, run at the whim of gangsters whose
famine would have been a universal rather         principle is that to want is to get. Diesels
than a local phenomenon. Why then do I            have all but disappeared. One of the few
say that Rand’s story requires what it            still rolling pulls the Taggart Comet. It has
pretends to reject? What is the borrowed          broken down, stranding the Comet in the
premise in the saga of John Galt?                 Rocky Mountains.
    Atlas Shrugged is, up to a limit, a true          A coterie of gangsters begins to com-
revelation of redistributive rapacity, even       plain, as though the inconvenience
of the old call to sacrifice in its twentieth-    stemmed not directly from their own sus-
century ideological manifestation; the            tained depredation on the economy and
novel is, up to a limit, a true revelation of     circumvention of the law but from inimi-
ideology as a reversion to the most primi-        cal powers. The chief miscreant, Kip
tive type of cultic religiosity, collective       Chalmers, has come from the gang’s Wash-

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ington headquarters to take over a satrapy      novel’s grand conflict of repeatedly and
in California. Like all the other villains in   egregiously violating. Just as Rearden is
Atlas he talks as though his libido were a      guilty of no particular demonstrable
divinity itself demanding instantaneous         moral or legal infraction at his trial, ex-
appeasement on every occasion. With             cept his competence, so are the passen-
the diesel out of commission, however,          gers on the Comet—excluding, let us say,
and with only a coal-fired steam locomo-        Kip Chalmers and his retinue—not guilty
tive available, the eight-mile-long Winston     de jure of any proven legal transgression,
Tunnel stands as an insuperable material        as none has enjoyed due process.
obstacle between Chalmers and his goal.            Who are the unnamed “those” in Rand’s
The railroad people timidly explain this.       sentence who “would have said,” absent a
Chalmers explodes: “Do you think I’ll let       hearing by the rules, that, no legitimate
your miserable technological problems           sentence could in the moment attach to
interfere with crucial social issues? Do        the fated ones? We can name them as any
you know who I am? Tell that engineer to        readers who at this point in the narrative
start moving if he values his job.”57           might feel uneasy about what Rand pro-
    All competent personnel having long         poses momentarily to execute in her role
since severed links with the Taggart Trans-     as author, she who makes things happen.
continental, those still on the job are the     Note how the passive inflection, “hap-
ones who have, in Rand’s recurrent and          pened,” in the sentence, as though the
pejorative phrase, adapted themselves to        event could boast of no agent, dissimu-
the prevailing conditions. None wants to        lates a great deal: primarily it would dis-
thwart Chalmers because to do so would          simulate the author herself, were she not,
put one at risk of becoming a “scapegoat.”58    in the writing of the utterance, betraying
They conform to the novel’s ambient,            her manipulative and determining pres-
semi-voluntary, self-abnegating unanim-         ence. The luckless ones must be made out
ity under coercion. Hitched to a coal-burner,   as guilty. Rand must demonstrate that the
the Comet heads toward the Tunnel.              random passengers have sinned suffi-
    In earlier instances we have observed       ciently to substitute for the known “loot-
how Rand’s sacrificial imagination can          ers.”
betray itself by a stylistic discrepancy. So       Thus “the man in Bedroom A, Car No. 1,
it is again with the Tunnel incident. Rand      was a professor of sociology who taught
always editorializes, but she rarely edito-     that individual ability is of no conse-
rializes in such a way as to arrest the         quence, that individual effort is futile,
action of the story or to jolt readers out of   and that an individual conscience is a
their suspended disbelief. Something            useless luxury.”60 Thus “the woman in
important must be at stake to compel            Roomette 10, Car No. 3, was an elderly
Rand to insert the authorial passage that       school-teacher who had spent her life
interposes just before the Comet, flaring       turning class after class of helpless school-
and smoking, enters the lethal bore: “It is     children into miserable cowards, by teach-
said that catastrophes are a matter of          ing them that the will of the majority is the
pure chance, and there were those who           only standard of good and evil.”61 Thus
would have said that the passengers of          “the man in Roomette 3, Car No. 11, was a
the Comet were not guilty or responsible        sniveling little neurotic who wrote cheap
for the thing that happened to them.”59         plays in which, as a social message, he
Indeed they are not guilty—by the legally       inserted cowardly little obscenities to
normative standard of justice which Rand        the effect that all businessmen were
putatively upholds in Atlas Shrugged and        scoundrels.”62
which she accuses her antagonists in the           So it goes for sixteen instances—car by

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car, and over a thousand words—before,         us to suspect that in the Tunnel episode
in the Dantesque circumstance of the           Rand composes a cataclysme à clef. And
Objectivist contrapasso, every Jack and        what then does Atlas become but a grand
Jane of the mean-spirited wretches pain-       fantasy of godlike revenge, a theater of
fully asphyxiates. Just to make sure that      resentment assuaged, a daydream of lim-
the sentence achieves its goal, Rand has       itless ego? In Part I of the novel, Hank
an Army munitions train enter the Tunnel       Rearden says to Dagny Taggart when they
at high speed from the opposite end. The       have concluded a contract by which the
resulting detonation buries the disaster       former will supply Rearden-Metal rails for
under a mountainous tomb.                      the John Galt Line: “We haven’t any spiri-
    A passage from her recently published      tual goals or qualities. All we’re after is
Journals63 suggests that Rand must have        material things. That’s all we care for.”68 In
had actual people in mind as models of         the morally inverted context of Rand’s
those who die, with time enough to feel        universe, the denial of a spiritual compo-
the pain of their deaths. Testifying before    nent functions as the equivalent of a claim
the House Un-American Activities Com-          to godhead. It is the “looters” who cease-
mittee in November 1947 on Communists          lessly invoke “the spirit.” They neverthe-
in the film industry, Rand called attention    less get interred under a rocky collapse
to William Wyler’s The Best Years of Our       while the materialists fling aside moun-
Lives, for which screenwriter Robert E.        tains with their rails of super-alloy.
Sherwood had earned Film Academy ac-               That Taggart femme, Rearden,
colades in the previous year. Rand had         d’Anconia, and Galt all qualify as Prome-
hovered in and around Hollywood for            thean supermen à la the vulgate of
two decades but she had never achieved         Nietzsche we can hardly doubt. The young
a significant screen-credit; Warner Stu-       Rand confessed herself a Nietzschean,
dios even farmed out the screenplay for        although later she elided the enthusiasm
The Fountainhead to someone else.              and denounced the author of Zarathustra.
    In Sherwood’s script, as Rand remarks,     When the remaining gangsters torture
“a returning war hero is denied a seat on      Galt to force him to tell them what to do in
a plane, to make room for an offensive         order that they might save themselves late
businessman who is obviously rich.”64          in Part III, they treat him as though he were
Later, the same hero “takes a job in a         a supernatural being. Rand describes the
drugstore owned by a national chain,           tortured Galt in words suggesting an Ado-
where he is treated unfairly, offensively      nis-Redeemer on the wheel. When the
and antagonistically.”65 Finally, “the pic-    electroshock device fails, he calmly in-
ture denounces a banker for being unwill-      structs his tormenter how to repair it.
ing to give a veteran a loan without collat-       Rand could see that left-liberal envy
eral, a refusal which is treated as though     falsely attributed to the business class—
it were an act of greedy selfishness.”66       or to anyone with one dollar more in his
Rand characterizes the last as “the all-       account than someone else—a super-
time low in irresponsible demagoguery          naturally scandalous blocking-power.
on the screen.”67                              Rand could not see, however, that she
    Readers of Modern Age probably react       endowed the left-wing carpers of the twen-
to those scenes in Wyler’s film quite as       tieth century with precisely the same in-
Rand does, but that is not the point. I        flated status that they perceived in all
assert that Rand plausibly thought of          their rivals and enemies; that they, the
Sherwood himself when she sent the ad-         Left, had become for her what the reviled
enoidal, second-rate playwright to his         “bourgeoisie” was for them. In their abso-
death in the Tunnel. The parallelism leads     lute magnification, righteous ego and

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despicable alter achieve sublime propor-                      or make excuses for her. A wag once said
tion but lose their distinctness in a kind                    that Atlas Shrugged is the only book of
of cosmic anxiety. Eric Gans means just                       fiction guaranteed to have been read by
this when he refers, in Signs of Paradox                      every Republican senator, which I take
(1996), to “the descent of the absolute                       for a plausible statement. It is also often
into the empirical world” as its “undo-                       the only novel—or even the only book—
ing.”69 René Girard means just this when                      to have been read by the disaffected
he speaks about the overcoming of                             sophomore who shows up, glowering, in
Promethean desire as the real novelistic                      one’s Survey of Literature, whose semi-
achievement.                                                  literate mid-term essay denounces every-
    If, artistically speaking, Atlas Shrugged                 thing except its writer’s own savage illu-
were merely an effective rather than a                        mination. All of which suggests that at the
literary novel, one would necessarily still                   beginning of the twenty first century, it is
need to remark that it remains enormously                     the universal vulgarization more than the
popular nearly fifty years after its publica-                 universal politicization of culture that
tion. Such is the case. It is also the case                   poses the genuine moral problem of the
that, despite her uncompromising rejec-                       age. Ayn Rand’s authorship constitutes
tion of them, some conservatives still try                    both an early symptom of, and a major
to find a place for Rand in their pantheon                    influence on, that defective state.

1. Deceit, Desire, and the Novel, translated by Y.            Shrugged, 9. 28. Ibid., 10. 29. Ibid., 10. 30. Ibid., 47-
Freccero (Baltimore, 1965), 300. 2. Signs of Para-            48. 31. Ibid., 46. 32. Ibid., 49. 33. Ibid., 78. 34. Ibid.,
dox (Stanford, 1996), 188. 3. Thirty-fifth anniver-           78. 35. Ibid., 477. 36. Ibid., 478. 37. Ibid., 481. 38.
sary edition, with an Introduction by Leonard                 Ibid., 481. 39. Ibid., 482. 40. Ibid., 498. 41. Ibid., 899.
Peikoff (New York, 1999). 4. “The Work of Ayn                 42. Ibid., 33. 43. Ibid., 35. 44. Ibid., 35. 45. Ibid., 41.
Rand,” in Eagle and Earwig (London, 1965), 210-               46. Ibid., 131. 47. Ibid., 131. 48. Ibid., 132. 49. Ibid.,
224. 5. Ibid., 210. 6. Ibid., 210. 7. Ibid., 210. 8. Ibid.,   141. 50. Ibid., 142. 51. Ibid., 133. 52. Ibid., 134. 53.
210. 9. Ibid., 210. 10. Ibid., 211. 11. Ibid., 211. 12.       Ibid., 135. 54. Ibid., 155. 55. Ibid., 914. 56. Ibid., 914.
Ibid., 211. 13. Ibid., 212. 14. Ibid., 213. 15. Ibid., 213.   57. Ibid., 592. 58. Ibid., 596. 59. Ibid., 605. 60. Ibid.,
16. Ibid., 215. 17. Ibid., 223. 18. Ibid., 223. 19. Ibid.,    605. 61. Ibid., 605. 62. Ibid., 606. 63. Journals of Ayn
223. 20. “Introduction to Ninety-Three,” in The               Rand, edited by D. Harriman, Foreword by L.
Romantic Manifesto, 2nd rev. ed. (New York, 1975),            Peikoff (New York, 1997). 64. Ibid., 367. 65. Ibid.,
153. 21. Atlas Shrugged, 559-60. 22. Ibid., 560. 23.          368. 66. Ibid., 368. 67. Ibid., 368. 68. Atlas, 87. 69.
Ibid., 858-59. 24. Ibid., 247. 25. Ibid., 249. 26.            Page 188.
(Chicago and La Salle, 1999), 298. 27. Atlas

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