After years of putting it off, I just read this and I don't really care to read her any more. I must be a altruistic second-hander. Shame on me.
I didn't ever get over that the "love story" was initiated by rape and found the hero to be a robot ideology posing in human form. He intrigued me at first and by the end, his long monologues just left me bored. I learned in this book that I attach value to characters being fallible and I prefer my political ideology in the non-ficition section of the book store. As with her non-fiction, which I dabbled in 10 years ago, I get the sense that
Ayn Rand thinks everyone gets an equal shot in this meritocratic world. That seems pretty historically illiterate.
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