Once, when I was a young reporter in the Monongahela Valley, I caught sight of a “Who is John Galt?” bumper sticker on the back of a beat up pick-up on the drive from Uniontown to Brownsville. When the truck pulled over at a gas station, I pulled my rusty Celica over, too, and excitedly approached the driver, hoping to find a kindred spirit in this strange part of Pennsylvania, two hours south of where I had spent most of my life. I had read Atlas Shrugged a few years earlier, after finishing The Fountainhead and Anthem. In my late teens, I was captivated by Ayn Rand’s perception of what it felt like to be exceptional, moved by her demands that others get out of the way and let people like me succeed. Now, having just relocated, away from my family for the first time, I wanted something to feel like home. “Oh that,” the man said. “It was on there when I bought it.”
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