Атлант расправил плечи
The Moratorium on Brains
You’renotsupposedtothink,"andwalkedoutoftheroom.
TheresponsibilitythatJamesTaggartandCliftonLoceyhadevadednowrestedontheshouldersofatrembling,bewilderedboy.Hehesitated,thenhebuttressedhiscouragewiththethoughtthatonedidnotdoubtthegoodfaithandthecompetenceofrailroadexecutives.Hedidnotknowthathisvisionofarailroadanditsexecutiveswasthatofacenturyago.
Withtheconscientiousprecisionofarailroadman,inthemomentwhenthehandoftheclockendedthehalf-hour,hesignedhisnametotheorderinstructingtheComettoproceedwithEngineNumber306,andtransmittedtheordertoWinstonStation.
ThestationagentatWinstonshudderedwhenhelookedattheorder,buthewasnotthemantodefyauthority.Hetoldhimselfthatthetunnelwasnot,perhaps,asdangerousashethought.Hetoldhimselfthatthebestpolicy,thesedays,wasnottothink.
WhenhehandedtheircopiesoftheordertotheconductorandtheengineeroftheComet,theconductorglancedslowlyabouttheroom,fromfacetoface,foldedtheslipofpaper,putitintohispocketandwalkedoutwithoutaword.
Theengineerstoodlookingatthepaperforamoment,thenthrewitdownandsaid,"I’mnotgoingtodoit.Andifit’scometowherethisrailroadhandsoutorderslikethisone,I’mnotgoingtoworkforit,either.Justlistmeashavingquit.