Thursday, January 27, 2005

Epic implausibility

On her first day of looking for work in Hollywood, who gives her a lift in his car? Cecil B. DeMille. Of course he does. Frank Lloyd Wright designs a house for her. Years later, when she's famous, the sage of selfishness, ensconced in her Murray Hill eyrie, a young fellow by the name of Alan Greenspan becomes a member of the slightly creepy set that sits at the great woman's feet. Apparently he went on to achieve some prominence in later life.

In "A Strangely Important Figure", Andrew Stuttaford writes that none of these things mattered to Ayn Rand, the subject of his essay. Only ideas mattered. "They were everything."

Link via Arts and Letters Daily.

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