A Victory (of Sorts)

I have now made it halfway through this infernal book.  I should be more excited about that, but it means that I still have half of it to go, and it may be the death of me yet.  Unfortunately, throughout the 200 pages from yesterday and the 160 from today, Rand's predisposition for repeating everything twelve times has not abated.  I am fairly certain the expression "beating a dead horse" came to somebody after reading this book.  We could have gotten the gist of the evils of Communism in a book one-fourth the size of this one.