Visiting the city-owned station Tuesday morning, to catch a train to Montreal, I was saddened to notice that the clock has stopped telling time again, with the west face reading 9:10 and the east face reading 9:17. This, at 11 a.m.
This indignity is symbolic. A famed clock hangs in the sky above Manhattan in Ayn Rand’s novel, Atlas Shrugged. The clock stops working and people shrug and ask, “Who is John Galt?” a catch-all reference to the civilizations’ fundamental powerlessness to halt a steady decline.
Total nonsense but we expect nothing less from the
Btw, Ayn Rand was a horrible little person, admired only by those who admire greed and selfish self interest.
Like the Ford Nation.
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