Ayn Rand is for people of low intelligence

Yeah alot of people of this board say things like, "well Ayn Rand haters are of the modern intellectual era and blah, blah, blah."

What these people fail to realize is that Ayn Rand writes unsophisticated, pointless dibble. The stuff is on par with middle school authors such as Dean Koontz and R. L. Stine.

Have you actually taken a look at some of the sentences in these books?? Haha.
I could have written this stuff as an eighth grader.

It always makes me laugh when people write incredible praises directed towards Rand and her books as being such enlightening, empowering experiences, when in reality the books are silly, and those handing out such praises are even sillier.

ROFL... People: this always calls to mind those studies in which people invariably rate themselves ('on average') as having higher than average intelligence.
***People who like Ayn Rand are in this category of folks who think they are much more intelligent than they really are.

This guy comes in here accusing others of "think[ing] they are much more intelligent than they really are," after he has just told us he could have written Rand-quality fiction as an 8th grader. Look up irony in the dictionary, and you will find this dipshit.

--Dan Edge

And what is 'dibble'? You perhaps meant dribble.

Hi,
what is the definition of intelligence?answer that please.every living being is intelligent.some
are more and some are less intelligent but there are i suppose other considerations.if something does not benefit one then he dislikes it and for that reason if something is high
intelligence he may actually call it as low intelligence.if something is low intelligence he may call it as high intelligence.thats all.

Well, he has a point. I mean, Rand repeats many times in Fountainhead that genius doesn't sell unless it's tricked out in sex, betrayal, and general emo. I love the way she proceeds to sell her genius tricked out in sex, lies, and emo, it's practically satirical on that level.

English being her second language notwithstanding, her six-mile sentences were all grammatically correct, even where they dragged the most riveting sex scenes to a grinding halt. It's a few stages off the usual pop tripe because it contains the fundamentals of objectivism, which dictates the inner consistency of the plot.

I think my favorite passage was the part in Atlas where she describes the chain of events leading up to the coal train entering 8-mile Taggart tunnel, with the frantic blame-shifting and grim foreshadowing of the horrible death they were going to die. I was riveted... until she followed up with an enumeration of the passengers' socialist leanings. Sort of detracted from the shock value because I had to backtrack and figure out if the explosion was tragic or just.