i read recently that ayn rand’s “atlas shrugged” was the favourite book of a bunch of VCs. I’d read “the fountainhead”, which I quite liked (at least most of it), so i thought i’d give atlas shrugged a chance. life is simple in ayn rand world (i now understand where jeffrey archer got his style from), a small number of ubermensch work hard and get along, whilst a greater number of leechers bring them down using red tape, politics and the media. it’s just not fair. oh, and real men just take sex, no consent should be sought. after all, if you want it badly enough, they must want it too. this is a recurring theme in this book and in “the fountainhead”. so the movers and shakers move to a nietzschean disneyland in the desert to kick their heels while the world suffers without them. does the world suffer? i don’t know, that’s as far as i’ve got (p700 of this enormous tome), and i don’t know if i can go on.