This confirms conclusively that Leonard Peikoff is a doddering half-wit:
Q: I am writing to inquire about your sentiments on the current state of America and the world.
A: I now read only the front page of the New York Times, dropping each story when it is necessary to turn the page. That way, what is happening does not become too real to me.
Quite frankly, there is only one word for what Peikoff admits to doing here:
Thinking is man’s only basic virtue, from which all the others proceed. And his basic vice, the source of all his evils, is that nameless act which all of you practice, but struggle never to admit: the act of blanking out, the willful suspension of one’s consciousness, the refusal to think—not blindness, but the refusal to see; not ignorance, but the refusal to know. It is the act of unfocusing your mind and inducing an inner fog to escape the responsibility of judgment—on the unstated premise that a thing will not exist if only you refuse to identify it, that A will not be A so long as you do not pronounce the verdict “It is.” Non-thinking is an act of annihilation, a wish to negate existence, an attempt to wipe out reality. But existence exists; reality is not to be wiped out, it will merely wipe out the wiper. By refusing to say “It is,” you are refusing to say “I am.” By suspending your judgment, you are negating your person. When a man declares: “Who am I to know?” he is declaring: “Who am I to live?”
Now, let’s be honest: Leonard Peikoff is a shit-clown (at best). By his own admission, he barely managed to write “The Ominous Parallels” at all. Moreover, he deliberately refrains from actually reading the newspaper specifically so that its contents won’t “become too real for him”.
(“La-la-la! I can’t hear you!”)
Pathetic. The only thing worse is: this is the feculent little sub-mediocrity Ayn Rand scrounged up to “replace” Nathaniel Branden.
It would be amusing, if it wasn’t so infuriating.