
Ayn Rand is a writer. She wrote long and intellectually heavy books about people that would silence majority and beat the odds. She was also half-insane from a clash her family had with the Bolsheviks at a very young age. She was all over the place with her rational egoism. Found out after a little research that her novel The Little Street is BASED on William Hickman.
Taken from Cynical-C
Her diaries from that time, while she worked as a receptionist and an extra, lay out the Nietzschean mentality that underpins all her later writings. The newspapers were filled for months with stories about serial killer called William Hickman, who kidnapped a 12-year-old girl called Marion Parker from her junior high school, raped her, and dismembered her body, which he sent mockingly to the police in pieces. Rand wrote great stretches of praise for him, saying he represented “the amazing picture of a man with no regard whatsoever for all that a society holds sacred, and with a consciousness all his own. A man who really stands alone, in action and in soul. … Other people do not exist for him, and he does not see why they should.” She called him “a brilliant, unusual, exceptional boy,” shimmering with “immense, explicit egotism.” Rand had only one regret: “A strong man can eventually trample society under its feet. That boy [Hickman] was not strong enough.”
WOW! This is another side of her I didn't know. Interesting revelation. ;)
ReplyDeleteI don't think anyone ever doubted she was a bit kooky on the side. But you gotta admit...THIS is weird...
ReplyDeleteThe article you lifted this from is originally published in Slate magazine and is absolutely riddled with errors and misrepresentations (eg. it also claims that Rand's heroes in Atlas Shrugged engineer a train crash, which is completely false). Readers of this blog would do well to take those quotations with a pinch of salt - most of them are explicitly NOT descriptions of Hickman, whom she described as a 'monster'.
ReplyDeleteOnly crazy people take Rand seriously. Birds of a feather...
ReplyDeleteI read Atlas Shrugged and I was revitalized and transformed for about 2 weeks until my brain kicked in and I remembered it was all fiction, and not particularly good fiction at that. I was only 20 and not very mature for my age.
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