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The Utopia of Greed
Youwereeverythingthathewasseeking,everythinghetoldustoliveforordie,ifnecessary...Iwasreadyforhim,whenhecalledmesuddenlytocometoNewYork,thatspring.Ihadnotheardfromhimforsometime.HewasfightingthesameproblemIwas.Hesolvedit.
...Doyouremember?Itwasthetimewhenyoudidnothearfrommeforthreeyears.Dagny,whenItookovermyfather’sbusiness,whenIbegantodealwiththewholeindustrialsystemoftheworld,itwasthenthatIbegantoseethenatureoftheevilIhadsuspected,butthoughttoomonstroustobelieve.Isawthetax-collectingverminthathadgrownforcenturieslikemildewond’AnconiaCopper,drainingusbynorightthatanyonecouldname—Isawthegovernmentregulationspassedtocrippleme,becauseIwassuccessful,andtohelpmycompetitors,becausetheywereloafingfailures—Isawthelaborunionswhowoneveryclaimagainstme,byreasonofmyabilitytomaketheirlivelihoodpossible—Isawthatanyman’sdesireformoneyhecouldnotearnwasregardedasarighteouswish,butifheearnedit,itwasdamnedasgreed—Isawthepoliticianswhowinkedatme,tellingmenottoworry,becauseIcouldjustworkalittleharderandoutsmartthemall.
