Christopher Hitchens in Vanity Fair: America the Banana Republic.
...am I the only one who finds it distinctly weird to reflect that the last head of the Federal Reserve and the current head of the Treasury, Alan Greenspan and Hank “The Hammer” Paulson, should be respectively the votaries of the cults of Ayn Rand and Mary Baker Eddy, two of the battiest females ever to have infested the American scene? That Paulson should have gone down on one knee to Speaker Nancy Pelosi, as if prayer and beseechment might get the job done, strikes me as further evidence that sheer superstition and incantation have played their part in all this. Remember the scene at the end of Peter Pan, where the children are told that, if they don’t shout out aloud that they all believe in fairies, then Tinker Bell’s gonna fucking die? That’s what the fall of 2008 was like, and quite a fall it was, at that.
Amen, said ironically from one agnostic to an unapologetically atheist writer. I talk a bit about nutty Ayn Rand and her cultish followers including Greenspan, here and the architects who ignorantly cite The Fountainhead as their favorite book without getting it. In fact, she didn't get the point of her own book.