The “non-defense” defense

Getting a little behind on my posts.  Maybe blogging a 1200 page book, moving and starting business in the same month isn’t such a good idea.  (Glad Hank Rearden wasn’t around to hear that.)  Back to business…

Atlas Shrugged – Day 049 – pp. 479-488

Hank has just double dog dared the court to take away all his stuff. But not under the politically protective guise of punishing him for breaking the law. Come out and take it and show the world what you’re real intentions are.

Politically unappealing.

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A glimmer of hope

Atlas Shrugged – Day 043 – pp. 419-428

He explains briefly to Hank

“Do you know where all those fair share vultures have invested their profits from Rearden Metal?”

“No but — ”

“In d’Anconia Copper stock. Safely out of the way and out of the country.

And then Francisco suddenly gets confused about the time-space continuum. . .

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The wedding crasher

Atlas Shrugged – Day 041 – pp. 399-408

No it’s not a cuisinart.

It’s her husband at the reception. In the presence of so many of whom it will impress.

“Your guests are quite impressed. I can practically hear them thinking all over the room. Most of them are thinking: ‘If he has to seek terms with Jim Taggart, we’d better toe the line.”

So it’s not really a gift. More of an exchange? What’s she want?

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A Taggart merger

Atlas Shrugged – Day 039 – pp. 379-388

Chapter II — The Aristocracy of Pull

Finally a title that makes sense! This is the world we’re living in right now. Where if you are positioned correctly in the right office and know the right people, you can get – do – say – screw just about anyone or anything. H-E-L-L-O Washington.

The calendar in the sky beyond Dagny’s window said September 2. OK. We’re one year into the book — it read exactly the same when Eddie looked up at it on page 2 or 3.

Incidentally, I recently found out that Sept 2 is “Atlas Shrugged Day.” Happy Belated Atlas Shrugged day to all!

The calendar that timed her race to get the JG line built was now “clocking her race against an unknown destroyer.”

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The looters’ secret need

Atlas Shrugged – Day 038 – pp. 369-378

While she’s waiting she recalls all the incredible gifts he’s given her. . .

“The single pear shaped ruby that spurted a violent fire on the white satin of the jeweler’s box. It was a famous stone which only a dozen men in the world could properly afford to purchase; he was not one of them.”

“On the evening of a blizzard, she came home to find an enormous spread of tropical flowers standing in he living room against the dark glass of windows battered by snowflakes.”

“. . .he brought and put over her shoulders was a cape of blue fox that swallowed her from the curve of her chin to the tips of her sandals.”

Out for a secluded dinner one evening, he again confesses what he believes to be his sin.

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Tracking the motor

Atlas Shrugged – Day 030 – pp. 294-303

Chapter X — Wyatt’s Torch

They’re going to find the person who built that motor. Won’t be easy. First they have to find out about the owner of the factory. So they start at the hall of records. . .

“Nobody knows who owns that factory now. I guess nobody will ever know it. . .”

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The discovery

Atlas Shrugged – Day 029 – pp. 284-293

They’ve stumbled into what happens when industry fails. What happens when the businesses that provide people their livelihood close their doors.

“Through the open door, they could see the interior of her house. There was useless gas stove, its oven stuffed with rage, serving as a chest of drawers. There was a stove built of stones in a corner, with a few logs burning under an old kettle, and long streaks of soot rising up the wall. A white object lay propped against the legs of a table. It was a porcelain washbowl, torn from the wall of some bathroom, filled with wilted cabbages . . . A brood of ragged children had gathered at the door behind the woman, silently, one by one.”

A man comes up carrying water from the local well.

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Road trip

Atlas Shrugged – Day 028 – pp. 274-283

“Owen Kellogg.”

It’s the kid with all the promise Dagny wanted to make manager of the midwest region. The one who quit and dropped off the face of the earth so mysteriously. Doing transient labor now?

“Listen Kellogg, what do you think is going to happen to the world?”

“You wouldn’t care to know.”

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A good day gets better

Atlas Shrugged – Day 025 – pp. 244-253

OK the train is hurtling on. And as it blows past everything at 100 mph, Rand describes Dagny’s feelings of exhilaration. Her sense of triumph blends into the scenes Rand paints of land and skyscapes flashing by.

I’d say Dagny is having a good day.

Now combine all that adrenaline with Hank in the engine cab. . .

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Launching the John Galt Line

Atlas Shrugged – Day 024 – pp. 234-243

She invites Hank to the press conference for good measure.

“Dagny recited the technological facts abot the John Galt Line, giving exact figures on the nature of the rail, the capacity of the bridge, the method of construction, the costs. . . . That is all,” she said

Of course the press want some sort of “message for the public.” Some “defense of themselves” in what they’re doing. A sound bite to “justify her line.”

“Aren’t you going to tell us your motive for building that Line?”

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Blind public sentiment and clear business will

Atlas Shrugged – Day 023 – pp. 224-233

Hank envisions Paul Larkin as a young man of 18. . .

“And he saw what Paul Larkin must have been at that time — a youth with an aged baby’s face, smiling ingratiatingly, joylessly, begging to be spared, pleading with the universe to give him a chance. If someone had shown that youth to the Hank Rearden of that time and told him that this was to be the goal of his steps, the collector of the energy of his aching tendons, what would he have–
Rearden knew what the boy he had been would have felt: a desire to step on the obscene thing which was Larkin and grind every wet bit of it out of existence. . .

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Divvying up the empire

Atlas Shrugged – Day 022 – pp. 214-223

The Equalization of Opportunity Act, as I recall, stipulated that businessmen could not own more than one business. It was designed so that others could have a chance at some success. Hank, who owns pretty much his whole line of production from the ore mines to the steel factory is facing some serious trouble.

As usual, he’s working past midnight. And a first glimpse of human weakness.

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