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Objectivists, listen up!

I told you I’d reply to your earlier comments, and finally, I can. My day gig and freelance work have finally slowed down a bit. Now, I can have some fun.

First, I’m not unsympathetic to Ayn Rand or her views. I’d love nothing more than a world in which merit matters and talent profits. I work my ass off every day, and it does bug me that I have to carry along those unwilling to do the same. But, let’s be realistic. This is a political issue, not a cohesive philosophical position.

To the commenter who suggested I review Ayn Rand’s epistemology, here’s some advice: (i) look up “espistemology;” based on your comment, you don’t know what it means; (ii) read Aristotle’s Metaphysics (Rand just ripped it off) and (3) try to figure out how Rand would address perception.

Pardon the digression, but it was necessary. Ayn Rand does not present a philosophical system. Instead, she offers sentiments– clearly based on her experiences in a communist country– to make the wealthy, intelligent and ambitious (as well as those who believe they are) feel superior. They may very well be, but Rand’s objective is to say to those who feel wronged by a society that takes, “It’s okay to be pissed; they don’t deserve it.” This statement is true, but, again, it is not a philosphical platform.

Rand does a great job of conveying her ethic, but here’s the problem: ethics, metaphysics and epistemology are interrelated. Take the philosophical discipline of ethics, which can be summarized with an answer to the question, “What is good/just?” It dosn’t take long to see the implications, particularly as “What is real?” (i.e. metaphysics) must be addressed if we are to determine what is good. If we can’t show how good exists, how can we define it? And, how do we know any of this? How can people know “good”? This is how epistemology comes into the picture. Rand addresses neither metaphysics nor epistemology satisfactorily. So, she is left with an ethical roof that has no house beneath it.

Also, Rand is a shitty novelist. It’s brutal, but true. Her characters are two-dimensional and do not deal with the complex moral issues that people face in the real world. She contrives situations through which it is easy to deliver her moral message. In Atlas Shrugged, We the Living, The Fountainhead and Anthem, there is no shortage of outrage, but a dearth of subtlety. Further, have you ever read an 60-page monologue/rant? It’s not terribly effective. Revealing her shortcomings as a novelist, the introduction of the “Who is John Galt?” catch-phrase is labored and never really gained credibility. John Travolta was more convincing with “up your nose with a rubber hose!”

Rand does fail to follow her own advice at times. She should “check her premises.” Rand has Ragnar Danneskjold say that he doesn’t interfere with the military, because they defend freedom. But, weren’t they defending the “looters”? Also, in a truly Rand-ian society, wouldn’t military protection be secured privately, as education (or any other public service) would be? Ayn, check your premises …

But, I keep reading this stuff. There are several reasons. First, part of her message does resonate with me; I admit it freely. Her two-dimensional characters are easy to follow because they have all the depth of an Evan Stone character in a softcore porn flick. Finally, there is an element of Rand’s storytelling that is like bad reality television. Remember Joe Millionaire? Yeah, I watched it.

What really bugs me about Objectivism, though, is Objectivists. The commenters on my blog appear to be completely incapable of original thinking. They parrot key lines from Rand’s novels, but they don’t explain why they believe it. Such people probably run around the streets of their suburbs asking people, “Who is John Galt?” I have never met an Objectivist who was more than an Ayn Rand parrot or a Howard Roark wannabe. So, I invite intelligent discussion on my blog. Those who foolishly repeat the words of their “prophet” will be mocked mercilessly and publicly.

I just love foreign street signs

The guy in this street sign has feet! And, it looks like he’s strutting rather than merely walking. This is surprising, as I did not see a whole lot of strutting in Estonia. Everyone seemed happy, but their movement from Point A to Point B was distinctly walking.

It would have been cool to see a few Estonians moving with a Saturday Night Fever-style strut. Eastern Europeans adorned in fake gold chains cruising up and down Pikk Street … it would have been great. Instead of Travolta commenting on the East River, you’d have some local saying, “I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to get over that wall.