Showing posts with label individualism. Show all posts
Showing posts with label individualism. Show all posts

18 April 2011

THE ELITE DO NOT HOLD UP THE WORLD

Ayn Rand's radical elitism has her character John Galt, in Atlas Shrugged, say about the proposed strike by the "creators of the world," that it would be a "stopping the motor of the world" (thus the "Atlas shrug" of the title). This is pure juvenility. As Austrian economist and admirer Ludwig von Mises approvingly told her, "You have the courage to tell the masses what no politician told them: you [the masses] are inferior and all the improvements in your conditions which you simply take for granted you owe to the efforts of men who are better than you" (my emphases). I think we would all be in trouble if any number of segments of society went on strike, and possibly least of all some of the elite classes. 


But, this is all very silly to even consider. Rand's fictional, elite industrialists are free to practice ethical egoism and lead humankind into an individualist, libertarian utopia. It is an extreme, radical elitist stance, because, it seems to me, that society depends on all segments working together (of course, Rand apparently did not believe in "society"). The Randian position would be to get rid of even Social Security and Medicare (even though she accepted the latter late in life when she was dying of cancer). 


I understand Jewish Ayn Rand (pseudonym) experienced injustices in totalitarian USSR before emigrating to the U.S., but she must have read dime novels about the myth of the rugged, individualist American cowboy. If true (at least absorbing the myth of American individualism), then she was not the first to visit the new country and fall for a supposed radical freedom and individualism of the American Frontier and West, where, in fact, altruism was critical. As historian Bernard De Voto said, "The only true individualists in the West wound up on the end of a rope whose other end was in the hands of a bunch of cooperators."

07 January 2008

SPACE BEADS

Mardi Gras beads after the crowded parade

lie lonely at night on the wet black pavement

some broken with loose ends

some lying in shiny gold spirals

some lying in shimmery green amorphous amoebas

some lying in sparkly purple clusters

many separated spaced apart with black

all awaiting the next collision.


Like individual solitary galaxies

in the vast blackness of space

some floating in shiny gold spirals

some floating in shimmery green amorphous amoebas

some floating in sparkly purple clusters

some shredded by galactic collisions with ragged ends

all waiting to unravel at the end of time.


Like those monuments to individualism

isolated personal Webpages

floating alone in cyberspace

sparkly shimmering images

with tenuous ties

to the parade that left them behind.