This little book of 16,000 words or so was conceived in response to
Nathaniel Branden's 1989 memoir "Judgment Day: My Years With Ayn
Rand." Branden's compelling blend of pomposity, indelicacy, and
bitter swipes at former associates seemed ripe for parody. After I
had gotten about halfway through my retelling of the memoir's epic
events, I set the effort aside for a little while. Next thing I
knew it was a quarter century later, 2014. Among other depressing
features of the annum, the socialist Obamacare had arrived and the
flying antigrav cars had not. One excuse for not finishing my
manuscript had come in 1999 with the publication of the second,
revised, cleansed edition of Branden's memoir, entitled simply "My
Years With Ayn Rand." I gather that this version deletes much of
the vindictiveness and perhaps other indiscretions of the original,
making "Judgment Play" even more pointless than before unless one
enjoys this sort of thing and has access to library systems and
second-hand books or vaguely remembers a book read 25 years ago. So
perhaps I should have just let my manuscript molder in my computer.
However, I kind of like it myself; and this being the age of the
Internet and e-books, which are even groovier than flying antigrav
cars, it is easier than ever to inflict dubious reading matter on
the public. So here we are. If, despite the hurdles, readers show
enough interest in what follows, I shall proceed to Part Two, which
I would expect to fashion even faster than Harlan Ellison churned
out "The Last Dangerous Visions." * * * ON THE night that Ayn Rynd
died at the age of 77-March 6, 1982-I was in my Southern
Californian mansion sipping wine and munching grapes when my sister
called to tell me what had happened. I listened, thanked her, and
hung up the phone, gripped by a hairball of emotions that was
sweeping through me like a scythe through an Amish corn field. I
felt giddy, lighthearted, somber, sad, exhilarated, joyous, bitter,
pompous, bored, and sleepy, in that order. It did not surprise me.
The complex, contradictory feelings possible to the human mind when
dealing with loss were old news to me. I had experienced it all
before-a few hours before, in fact, when I had heard about Belushi.
I plucked another grape and chewed it meditatively. The phone call
was to be the first of many. On a night like this one I was bound
to receive more than my usual quota of evening telephone calls. The
fact did not surprise me. For as a result of my investigations into
psychology, I knew how the human psyche is likely to impel one to
lift that handset during times of crisis. I introduce the concept
to my clients as Being Through Calling. I also knew that it would
be impossible to predict the exact sequence in which the calls
would come. And yet, I never doubted that causality governed the
universe. Lo and behold my first wife, Babs, who had shared so much
of the pain and the joy of our tumultuous and dramatic (and how )
years with Ayn Rynd, was on the line. It did not surprise me. Babs
was one of the people who would naturally give me a ring on a night
like this. When I heard her voice I felt confirmed and validated in
my intuition, as well as a little annoyed. Had I heard the news?
she wanted to know. "Yes, yes, I heard," I snapped. Of course I had
heard Why would I not have heard? Such a question Once again I was
flabbergasted by the extent of the woman's Bambi-like naivete. Did
she really suppose that the knowledge of Ayn's death could have
been kept from me? Babs was droning on and on about the sadness of
the event, how it was the end of an era and so forth. She seemed to
want to re-establish the intimate personal context of yore. And
while I, too, in some minimal extent, wished to regain a thread of
the connection which Babs and I had once shared-there was too much
static on the line...."
General
Imprint: |
Createspace Independent Publishing Platform
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Country of origin: |
United States |
Release date: |
2014 |
First published: |
2014 |
Authors: |
Gnat Bloominthrall
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Dimensions: |
229 x 152 x 3mm (L x W x T) |
Format: |
Paperback - Trade
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Pages: |
50 |
ISBN-13: |
978-1-4960-0633-2 |
Categories: |
Books >
Sport & Leisure >
Humour >
Parodies & spoofs
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LSN: |
1-4960-0633-X |
Barcode: |
9781496006332 |
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