Атлант расправил плечи
The Concerto of Deliverance
Hefeltanangertoointensetoidentifyexceptasapressurewithinhim:itwasadesiretokill.
Thedesirewasnotdirectedattheunknownthugwhohadsentabulletthroughtheboy’sbody,oratthelootingbureaucratswhohadhiredthethugtodoit,butattheboy’steacherswhohaddeliveredhim,disarmed,tothethug’sgun—atthesoft,safeassassinsofcollegeclassroomswho,incompetenttoanswerthequeriesofaquestforreason,tookpleasureincripplingtheyoungmindsentrustedtotheircare.
Somewhere,hethought,therewasthisboy’smother,whohadtrembledwithprotectiveconcernoverhisgropingsteps,whileteachinghimtowalk,whohadmeasuredhisbabyformulaswithajeweler’scaution,whohadobeyedwithazealot’sfervorthelatestwordsofscienceonhisdietandhygiene,protectinghisunhardenedbodyfromgerms—thenhadsenthimtobeturnedintoatorturedneuroticbythemenwhotaughthimthathehadnomindandmustneverattempttothink.Hadshefedhimtaintedrefuse,hethought,hadshemixedpoisonintohisfood,itwouldhavebeenmorekindandlessfatal.
