I managed to get through Atlas Shrugged. It really strikes a chord when you’re 14, think you’re smarter than everyone else, and you’re just being held back and misunderstood by a system of brain-dead collectivist leeches.

The fact that said leeches provide the roof over your head and the food you eat is blissfully ignored, the same way Ayn Rand supporters ignore the publicly funded roads they use to get to and from their self-congratulatory circle-jerk sessions.