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!I was nowhere near that parking garage! I have witnesses! Carol still can't find my glasses

That's interesting. As she created such good villians, I wonder if she could have explained her own unconscious artistic processes. If she tried to do that using her own rigorous aesthetic analytics, I think she would have got further than she wanted to go.

Ted, thanks for the aquacornucopia. I remember reading that book about us all being essentially aquatic (was it Morgan)? - and thinking, yes, of course. The way many connect with Rand. I never feel so entirely myself as when immersed in the nearest available body of water - lucky I grew up close to the ocean. Morgan could be a lot of biological hooey for all I know, but I know my lakes and rivers and the value of being in them. Still don't like dulse though.

Phil, I have tried to understand this thread but realize it is for scholars and chess-players and beyond me. But I get a strong feeling that you should respect your magic sock and not make a puppet of it.

Brant, once I again I write you unsolicited, to tell you the one thing I know amongst all the things I do not know. I don't know you or your mother or the particulars of her illness, or the price you are both paying for the life she has had or what that life has been. But I know without question what she wants now, whatever is left of her self to want anything. She wants your survival and your happiness. If that means yelling at her she wants you to yell. If it means falling asleep when you should be watching her, because you desperately need sleep, she wants you to sleep. She wants you to survive her and be happy, and whatever else she has wanted in her life she wants these things the most. I watched my father and my husband die, and saw them lose everything, their independence and dignity and even in my father's case his mind, when the cancer spread to his brain. I saw them lose everything except their stoic courage and their selves, which are imperishable. Probably I will be in their place, unless I am lucky like my mother, but I will try to live what I know as best I can. Nobody gets out of here alive, but O how we can live in the meanwhile. I know you have already given everything she wanted to the mother who will die but never leave you.

OK, I'd pay double.

Carol: I think you mean "Thing"...see video below... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oGFpGXtCzHU Yes, you're right!. I loved that Thing and remember Dad laughing along with me as it grabbed the pennies. Do you think there might be any still extant? I'd pay many shiny larval Atlas points to get hold of one.

Joel just click the link in my signature that should work to get you to the group page, Daunce if you want to participate that's up to you of course. Thank you, but as I said in my previous post I am not right for such a group. I am not one for Randian either-ors, but I think it's true that there are 2 kinds of AS readers; those who have read it and want and need to read it again, and those who don't, and I am of the second kind. You are better with new readers and one or two re-readers who already know the book. But let me say as a teaser that I think evil old Lillian was one of its most interesting characters, for many literary reasons.

Sigh. I could have got a carton of cigarettes on the Black Market here for half those Atlas Points, but I am too Respectable. I still love the avatar. I have a grey jacket with floppy sleeves in which I often do my imitation of it. although I now know that the attractive crinoline effect on the bottom consists entirely of anus.How wonderful and weird is life and all its forms.

Wonderful. I had a Lurch piggy bank when I was 7 or 8, it was a black box with a green hand that jumped out and grabbed the coins and stowed them. I wish like anything now that I could have saved it for my grandson, but there was no way to get the money out without breaking it.

Pippi, I know you and your group will have a wonderful journey reading "Atlas Shrugged". In it Rand says explicitly and implicitly everything she gave to the world with her philosophy. It is a unique and exciting novel. For myself, I did not have the "Eureka moment" when reading it, not having a Eureka receptor in my particular sociogenetic makeup. But I know how transformative it has been for many people whom I value. Happy reading.

Yesss! I will instruct my 19 American cousins to get behind him immediately. Note how the sun in the clip was shining gloriously strong and free from the north.

If duly elected and with a genuine "electoral mandate" to move towards laissez faire? Did they have elected "public officials" in Galt's Gulch? JR Argh, no, it was a private estate. I believe that was covered in the book, or it may have been in one of the question periods after an AR lecture. I was answering speculation about if John Galt were duly elected President of the US, would he take it? Being a fictional character, we can disagree endlessly about what he would or wouldn't do under limitless contextual variables. Sounds like a dull exercise. Yes, and you should be engaged in the productive inspiring exercise of digging your own gulch before April 15. Dr Coates' people say that a tarp stretched over the hole is not acceptable, even with an air mattress, so maybe you should borrow some more lawn chairs from neighbours.

Gorgeous! Sea Slug is the way my mother used to describe me in the summers. I was never attached to kelp though - I never liked dulse our Provincial Snack. I think I've found my new avatar.

Ted, (I hope) You're (not) a sick man!

Protozoa can get pretty complex looking: Obviously, yours looks like a mushroom with tentacles, maybe trying to offer a hug. What's this thread supposed to be about? That protozoa looks like a space shuttle, and the two purplies are adorable. If this isn't research I don't know what is.

It has a pre-oral hood, which sounds vaguely improper to me. Free-associate with types of shellfish,-- this isn't one although it is briny.

Below the tentacles it reminds me of Kate Middleton's famous see-though dress. I know what it is, but I'll let everybody keep guessing. I had help anyway. And I can't collect the Atlas points anyway, I was going to give them to my bff Xray. They are not legal tender here and having them puts you on a Mountie watch list.

Galt/Taggart? Maybe they mean James. You know, balance the ticket.

O Valiant Heart.

I know very little about D. Hsieh and am always a bit confused each time I happen to land on that Noodlefood site of hers. Looks like Hsieh is a pretty 'bossy' type of person. And what if the man is a vegetarian? A stalk of course. LOL. Be tactful though. Don't offer rhubarb to your celery guy.

I Love Lucy episide 313 Lucy and Ricky are enlisted to help entertain Fred' spunky niece Diana on her first visit to New York. They take her to Ricky's club, where she spots Frank O'Connor getting plastered with a group of artists and models. To Lucy's consternation, the crazed coed mounts the bandstand where she brings down the house with her rendition of "Ayn Be Seeing You".

Diana Mertz? Is she related to Fred and Ethel?

Looks like I already selfishly counted my shiny golden Atlas Points before earning them. I really have no idea what that creature in your avatar is. Some kind of octopus because it has eight tentacles? Is it a real animal at all? It initially looked to me more like a creature designed for a fantasy film. Come on Ted, tell us what it is, you worm!

Carol, To steal and rephrase someone's* line, "For a woman, philosophy is a thing apart, while to a man, it is his entire life." (Or something like that.) Do you agree? *Who was that again? E.B.B. ? Tony "Man's love is of man's life a thing apart, it is a woman's whole existence." It was Byron - a fine one to talk. I don't agree, except of course it reflects that in his time love, or at least marriage, was nearly the only occupation available to the women in Byron's milieu. Men and women equally need love as an affirmation of their existence - to what extent, depends on the individual.They need to be loved, and to give love--without that, working out life's neater equations will never really satisfy. Thanks, except you missed my intentional substitution of "philosophy" for love in that mangled version of mine. Byron hey, I am surprised. So I did. Seeing the word love I responded only to that. Just like a woman! Your version, I do agree with. Especially in Objectivism, I think, with its emphasis on productive activity as a main source of satisfaction, and the perception that "lovability" is a byproduct of living one's philosophy. Anecdotally we know of many young Objectivist men who analyze their feelings to death trying to judge their girlfriends' moral worthiness as love objects. They get older, and stay single a long time.