Prometheus18 wrote:
Good old Ragnar Danneskjold. Honestly, the character I sympathised with most in the novel was Robert Stadler. You know, he was actually based on Manhattan Project physicist Robert Oppenheimer, whom Rand interviewed in the late 40s for a play she was writing on the subject.
It's interesting that Stadler is cast as a villain; she actually, from her notes, seems to have admired Mr. Oppenheimer. She recalled her meeting with him in an interview some years later: "I asked him whether the scientists worked under orders. He looked at me in the way that my best characters would have, and said in a morally indignant tone: 'No one ever gave an order at Los Alamos.'"
For me it was Richard Halley.
Speaking of which...guess what? I sold my first album!! ! Ok, so it was just one person who bought it. But I look at it this way: Because this person (it's someone I know, and NO, not a close relative) valued my work enough to buy it, that $3 plus some change I earned through Bandcamp.com is worth more to me than the millions and millions the big names get in a year without really even trying.
But his reasoning for joining the strike resonated with me, and I see it often--artists commended for their perseverance and FINALLY "making it" only because their long-suffering, NOT the merit of the work itself. I was watching a documentary about a black ballerina, one of the first if not THE first black lady to make it to the top of one of the top companies in the US. There were a number of black celebrities who came to watch her dance some big role, and I remember thinking--"hold up...you're saying you wouldn't have gone to the ballet if it had been anyone else? You're more worried about the color of her skin than the quality of the work itself?" Don't get me wrong, the woman was an amazing dancer. She deserved to be there. But more people were worried about the color of her skin than were actually excited about the ballet. It's not the dancer I'm criticizing. It's those who fail to recognize excellence beyond anything aside from some sort of freak show. I never, EVER want to be a part of that.
Stadler? I so WANT to sympathize with him, but I just can't. Stadler and Dagny were pretty much working on the same side. They both existed in the same sort of artificial bubble propped up by certain assumptions of virtue from other characters. Instead of accepting his powerlessness in the world he lived in, Stadler caved. Dagny was at least willing to fight for principles, and when faced with an assault on her character, she questioned the objective value of what society perceived as her quasi-virginal virtue. She knows an exposure of her sins is a challenge to society's morals She's not a heroine. No ingenue. And she doesn't give up until she realizes there's nothing left to fight for. Stadler is a coward. He's a postmodernist with both feet planted firmly in mid-air. It's hard to even feel sorry for him.
Love hearing that story about Oppenheimer. I'm a big fan of WWII history, nuclear tech, etc. Good stuff.