August 14th, 2011

eliphas, napping


Just talked my mother out of ordering "Atlas Shrugged". I'm sure I could get her a copy for 50 cents if she really wants it, but I'd prefer to be spared the embarrassement of seeing that particular piece of 1950s bad SF on the shelves at home. Especially as it would be the only SF...

And mocking me for reading Perry Rhodan. Gnarf.

As it happens, I stumbled upon this today: J. Enigma: Answering Ayn Rand (via the Slacktiverse).