BTW, Ayn Rand did a lot of speed.
At the time, Amphetamines didn’t have the really trashy rep that they do now, thanks to it’s single-wide cousin, Meth. For people like my mom (a tad younger than Rand), speed was the stuff of diet pills. Really regular people using speed for regular purposes.
But (and having once been a fan of upper-like stuff, still into caffeine in a big way), I’m here to tell you that the philosophy of the greatness of the Overman and his rational, ruthless ways goes really, really well with speed.
It is odd that someone into Atlas Shrugged would pray for the poor peons who fell victim to expensive tack cleaner and cold. Why pray for those who deserve the mediocrity they get?
In any case, I thought this thread was a great place to drop that factoid about Ayn Rand’s taste in drugs. Not that there’s anything wrong with that…