Where in American Utopias he seemed egged on by that self-same utopian urge, an impatient, footsore migrant of the ideal, on opening night he often spoke directly to the audience, sprinkled with reviewers, about the role of cultural arbiters, and how Ayn Rand initially slipped past those latter-day gatekeepers. Continue reading Mike Daisey: Are You Trying to Seduce Me, Ayn Rand?