Did Ayn Rand idolize a serial killer?

Oh? Seen a birth certificate?

As is yours.

You know, there are better ways for a person to deal with their psychological issues than to throw out baseless assertions against an author they don’t like.

I thought the whole point of the thread was to find out if the assertions were baseless or not.

It is the individual who is not interested in his fellow men who has the greatest difficulties in life and provides the greatest injury to tethers. It is from among such individuals that all human failures spring.

  • Alfred Adler, from What Life Should mean to You

This is why Ayn Rand’s attitude is usually dysfunctional.

I’m going to echo chorpler, and add that it would be difficult for someone to research this without obtaining a copy of Ayn Rand’s journals; there aren’t a great many resources online that are not of the variety posted by the OP. He did the right thing by posting the question.

:confused: Isn’t it kind of, well, un-Objectivist to blame society?

You can read parts of the book on Google Books:

She was 23 and hadn’t come up with Objectivism yet.

It’s weird for you to call me an author, but absolutely I hope you find a better way to deal with your psychological issues. Seriously, good luck on that, dude.

It can be, of a sort . . .

Henry: I feel sorry for you, Mark. You just don’t know how to have fun.
Mark: What?
Henry: It’s because you’re scared all the time. I know. I used to be scared too. But that was before I found out.
Mark: Found out what?
Henry: That once you realize that you can do anything… you’re free. You can fly. Nobody can touch you… nobody. Mark… don’t be afraid to fly.
Mark: You’re sick…
Henry: Hey, I promise you something amazing, something you’ll never forget. Where’s the gratitude?

The Good Son

No, it’s an attempt to philosophically admire sociopathy.

That’s as may be. But, if so, Rand’s philosophy is also . . . easily misconstrued, isn’t it?

Robbie Gould: I didn’t blow a summer hauling toasted bagels just to bail out some little chick who probably balled every guy in the place.
[Baby is pouring water into glasses for him]
Robbie Gould: A little precision please, Baby. Some people count and some people don’t.
[brings out a copy of The Fountainhead from his pocket]
Robbie Gould: Read it. I think it’s a book you’ll enjoy, but make sure you return it; I have notes in the margin.
Baby: You make me sick. Stay away from me, stay away from my sister or I’ll have you fired.
*[Baby pours the jug of water on his crotch] *

Dirty Dancing

Here is wisdom, my children: Objectivists are morally worse than Satanists! :wink:

(Forgot to respond to this earlier.)

You should have met Rand’s husband. He looked like one of her heroes (in her opinion, not mine), and had no discernible talents outside of the bedroom. He went from mediocre actor to mediocre artist to mediocre floral designer . . . yet Rand utterly worshiped him. He was a very nice guy and nothing more. His only claim to fame was the fact that he came up with the title Atlas Shrugged.

She met and fell in love with him around the same time she wrote about Hickman.

And then later had an extended affair with a protege and couldn’t understand why neither her husband nor her lover was happy with the resulting situation. She was perfectly content with the setup.

As I recall reading about it, anyway. Someone feel free to correct that as needed…

That’s right. And she was furious when Nathaniel Branden (the protege) dumped her.

How is “Ayn Rand’s attitude” equivalent to being “not interested in her fellow man”?

One of her signature traits was not only a complete lack of empathy, but an actual contempt for it.

How is a lack of empathy equivalent to a lack of interest?

I admit I haven’t read all of Rand’s work, but I thought it was pity rather than empathy that she had a problem with.