Anthem x 2
Ayn Rand:
Rush:
Neil rocking the mullet in 1975! F***ing cutting edge, man!
On a related note: if anyone finds themselves with an extra ticket to the Rush show in Manchester, and feels like selling it to me for the price of a cold beer before the show and a ride there, I'd be much obliged.
(H/T to Duane Lester at All American Blogger for the inspiration)
At first, man was enslaved by the gods. But he broke their chains. Then he was enslaved by the kings. But he broke their chains. He was enslaved by his birth, by his kin, by his race. But he broke their chains. He declared to all his brothers that a man has rights which neither god nor king nor other men can take away from him, no matter what their number, for his is the right of man, and there is no right on earth above this right. And he stood on the threshold of freedom for which the blood of the centuries behind him had been spilled.
But then he gave up all he had won, and fell lower than his savage beginning.
What brought it to pass? What disaster took their reason away from men? What whip lashed them to their knees in shame and submission? The worship of the word “We.”
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But I still wonder how it was possible, in those graceless years of transition, long ago, that men did not see whither they were going, and went on, in blindness and cowardice, to their fate. I wonder, for it is hard for me to conceive how men who knew the word “I,” could give it up and not know what they had lost. But such has been the story, for I have lived in the City of the damned, and I know what horror men permitted to be brought upon them.
Perhaps, in those days, there were a few among men, a few of clear sight and clean soul, who refused to surrender that word. What agony must have been theirs before that which they saw coming and could not stop! Perhaps they cried out in protest and in warning. But men paid no heed to their warning. And they, those few, fought a hopeless battle, and they perished with their banners smeared by their own blood. And they chose to perish, for they knew. To them, I send my salute across the centuries, and my pity.
Rush:
Neil rocking the mullet in 1975! F***ing cutting edge, man!
On a related note: if anyone finds themselves with an extra ticket to the Rush show in Manchester, and feels like selling it to me for the price of a cold beer before the show and a ride there, I'd be much obliged.
(H/T to Duane Lester at All American Blogger for the inspiration)
