Thought: John Galt is shrugging right now, as I write this. It's a long slow shrug over a few decades, but it's very real.
I read that book and thought it an interesting allegory with significant points to make. I didn't think the leadership class would adopt it as a fucking blueprint.
Girl child conned her mother into believing she was too sick to go to school. Then she cooked herself breakfast and went back to bed. Of special note, her 'fever' magically broke just moments after the bus passed the house.
Woke up to the sweet spot where the AC is not needed nor is the heat. Sweaters and throws at night and open windows all day. Closest I've had to a smile in a long time.
And Chuckie laughed and laughed, and then he walked away.
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