More juvenilia: Ayn Rand Writes Worthless Book, a parody, directed at both Randians and anti-Randians, on the occasion of the posthumous publication of Rand’s Philosophy: Who Needs It – so 1982, age 18, the height of my Randian period.
And if this is what I was writing at the height of my Randian period, I suppose it’s no surprise that I ended up drifting from apostolic purity.
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