Eventually, leaving Rand was no more different or difficult than, say, leaving a friend who had grown to annoy me over time – sure, I was very intimate with her ideas, but that just gave me more insight into their outright dysfunctionality, and the strength to say “sayonara!”
OK, so, claim of knowledge of Rand.
Granted, it’s doubtful that any political group so suspicious of the intelligentsia would actually read Rand’s 1,200 word magnum opus, Atlas Shrugged,
My, that is a lot of words, isn’t it?
Never having been able to finish the dreck myself I do wonder what she put on all the other pages though.