Yes, the evader-in-chief of the Ayn Rand Institute has let nine precious months slip away as he avoids acknowledging the hell on earth the goddess of his idolatry midwived as her sole philosophical legacy.
Yaron Brook has been busily butt-bussing billionaires, this because his actual job consists of pretending, first, that full-time professional rent-seekers are somehow idols of the free market, and, second, that Howard Roark’s and John Galt’s mammies, had the condoms failed after 1973, would not have devoured their unborn genius babies on Ayn Rand’s own advice.
I would feel more pity for the man if he were not so much a profiteer on his own self-loathing. Meanwhile, the ruling class can’t but help to classify his importance to them. David Daleiden, the man behind the gruesome Planned Parenthood baby-mining videos, is being subjected to a multi-state persecution worthy of the Roman Empire. Yaron Brook is pimping a book about being a full-time professional pimp for full-time professional rent-seekers. None so deserving.
Brook evaded all my questions on his proudly-touted “ask-me-anything” radio broadcast, so herewith are they all repeated. Do note that he cannot answer these questions, nor can Leonard Peikoff or anyone at the Ayn Rand Institute, nor can anyone in the libertarian-movement-writ-large, nor can anyone anywhere. We are done with abortion.
If I could ask Yaron Brook some of the questions he has evaded so far, and will no doubt continue to evade, among them would be these:
Do you admit that being instrumentally involved in an abortion is self-destructive to the the actor?
Do you agree that the pro-abortion argument is necessarily incompatible with egoism?
I could go on, and, of course, I have. But the most astringent abortion question I have for the endlessly evasive Yaron Brook is simply this:
How do you sleep at night?
You can continue to wait for answers to these pressing questions, but don’t rush yourself into having Irish Twins. And for goodness’ sake don’t hold your breath!