The Fickle Finger of Fate
It must be fate. No sooner did I schedule my first post in a new series about asking that I watched The Fountainhead for the first time. I had heard about both the book and the movie since my college years but had never actually managed to sit down and watch it. I don’t intend to review the movie here or to discuss the content in any detail other than to reflect on the philosophy and how it relates to asking.
Think Frank Lloyd Wright
Howard Roark, the protagonist in The Fountainhead is an architect, but not just any architect. He is a great architect, way far out of the league of ordinary architects plaguing New York City. As such, he is shunned by the mediocrities who run things so he goes off to work in a stone quarry in Connecticut where he falls in love……but I digress. [continue reading…]
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