Atlas Shrugged, combustible para el alma

FUEL FOR THE SOUL
by
Russell Madden

Despite the enduring popularity of Atlas Shrugged for nearly half a century, lots of people "still don't get it." The misunderstandings, misrepresentations, and misapplications of this classic novel continue unabated.

Four decades ago, in a passage echoing with defiant loneliness, Ayn Rand faced the stark reality of the critical response she and her highest literary achievement had received:

"It is a significant commentary on the present state of our culture that I have become the object of hatred, smears, denunciations, because I am famous as virtually the only novelist who has declared that her soul is not a sewer, and neither are the souls of her characters, and neither is the soul of man." (The Romantic Manifesto [RM], p. 172.)

While some might dismiss this passage as an example of self-righteous sour grapes, Rand's centennial year continues to provide clear evidence of how negatively her opponents view her final novel. Even self-confessed libertarians declare that her writing is "clunky," "turgid," "drained" of "all life and beauty,"; that her ideas are "eccentric," "extremist," and "unrealistic."

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