Why do left-leaning people hate her so much?
Why do left-leaning people hate her so much?
Oliver Peterson
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Nathan Ortiz
What drag queen is that? I thought leftists love drag queens.
Juan Jackson
You ever read one of her books? The writing is atrocious.
Joseph Anderson
It's Ayn Rand
Landon Clark
She's probably autistic
>Atlas shrugged is literally about TRAINS
>All good guys have sharp, angular faces and bad guys have soft, rounded features
>Nobody has any personality, it becomes difficult to tell who is talking without the 'he said she said' stuff because everyone talks in the same manner.
>One character breaks down into an 80 page monologue (I'm serious)
She has no writing ability and her fan base are generally the type of people that think they're really smart but they're not
Kayden Thomas
This. Leftists could give a fuck less about Rand herself. She's just one of countless shitty writers. It's the meme pseud fanbase that we hate. Libertarianism is almost as fuckin stupid as being an AnCap.
Gavin Wright
I'm a libertarian, but her shit makes me cringe. Then again, the politics of the writer don't always make sense. Orwell was a social democrat despite writing the most popular arguments against anything on that side of things. Dostoevsky was a reactionary but also a prophet of freedom. I guess maybe I shouldn't be surprised that I like some of the politics associated with Rand but find her writing juvenile.
Nathaniel Reyes
Fair enough.
Austin Sanchez
I worked as a tradesman for a while and would fequently visit homes. On one call I was in a very rich neighborhood, each home being 150 years old or more and around the 1-2 million price range. It's old money, so these people are usually miserly tight kikes behind the veneer of wealth, usually dumb as shit to top it off. The guy's third floor had apparently rotted away as he never fixed his roof leaks and the subsequent rotted floor of his attic. He had lashed together two ladders in order to reach his janky attic, which was now navigated by plywood laid across floor joists, though some sections were entirely cardboard. Throughout the entire visit he kept expounding how Atlus Shrugged had changed his life for the better, how if I ever wanted to succeed I would need to read it, and how his son had shown it to him because his son was a sevant of some sort. Pretty much the kind of person I had always imagined would read books by a humanoid rat entity.