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地球颤栗(阿特拉斯耸耸肩)

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http:wwwencomcnATLASSHRUGGEDCONTENTSPARTINONCONTRADICTIONITHETHEMEIITHECHAINIIITHETOPANDTHEBOTTOMIVTHEIMMOVABLEMOVERSVTHECLIMAXOFTHED'ANCONIASVITHENONCOMMERCIALVIITHEEXPLOITERSANDTHEEXPLOITEDVIIITHEJOHNGALTLINEIXTHESACREDANDTHEPROFANEXWYATT'STORCHPARTIIEITHERORITHEMANWHOBELONGEDONEARTHIITHEARISTOCRACYOFPULLIIIWHITEBLACKMAILIVTHESANCTIONOFTHEVICTIMVACCOUNTOVERDRAWNVIMIRACLEMETALVIITHEMORATORIUMONBRAINSVIIIBYOURLOVEIXTHEFACEWITHOUTPAINORFEARORGUILTXTHESIGNOFTHEDOLLARPARTIIIAISAIATLANTISIITHEUTOPIAOFGREEDIIIANTIGREEDIVANTILIFEVTHEIRBROTHERS'KEEPERSVITHECONCERTOOFDELIVERANCEhttp:wwwencomcnVII"THISISJOHNGALTSPEAKING"VIIITHEEGOISTIXTHEGENERATORXINTHENAMEOFTHEBESTWITHINUSPARTINONCONTRADICTIONCHAPTERITHETHEME"WhoisJohnGalt"Thelightwasebbing,andEddieWillerscouldnotdistinguishthebum'sfaceThebumhadsaiditsimply,withoutexpressionButfromthesunsetfarattheendofthestreet,yellowglintscaughthiseyes,andtheeyeslookedstraightatEddieWillers,mockingandstillasifthequestionhadbeenaddressedtothecauselessuneasinesswithinhim"Whydidyousaythat"askedEddieWillers,hisvoicetenseThebumleanedagainstthesideofthedoorwayawedgeofbrokenglassbehindhimreflectedthemetalyellowofthesky"Whydoesitbotheryou"heasked"Itdoesn't,"snappedEddieWillersHereachedhastilyintohispocketThebumhadstoppedhimandaskedforadime,thenhadgoneontalking,asiftokillthatmomentandpostponetheproblemofthenextPleasfordimesweresofrequentinthestreetsthesedaysthatitwasnotnecessarytolistentoexplanations,andhehadnodesiretohearthedetailsofthisbum'sparticulardespair"Gogetyourcupofcoffee,"hesaid,handingthedimetotheshadowthathadnoface"Thankyou,sir,"saidthevoice,withoutinterest,andthefaceleanedforwardforamomentThefacewaswindbrowned,cutbylinesofwearinessandcynicalresignationtheeyeswereintelligentEddieWillerswalkedon,wonderingwhyhealwaysfeltitatthistimeofday,thissenseofdreadwithoutreasonNo,hethought,notdread,there'snothingtofear:justanimmense,diffusedapprehension,withnosourceorobjectHehadbecomeaccustomedtothefeeling,buthecouldfindnoexplanationforityetthebumhadspokenasifheknewthatEddiefeltit,asifhethoughtthatoneshouldfeelit,andmore:asifheknewthereasonEddieWillerspulledhisshouldersstraight,inconscientiousselfdisciplineHehadtostopthis,hethoughthewasbeginningtoimaginethingsHadhealwaysfeltitHewasthirtytwoyearsoldHetriedtothinkbackNo,hehadn'tbuthecouldnotrememberwhenithadstartedThefeelingcametohimSuddenly,atrandomintervals,andnowitwascomingmoreoftenthaneverIt'sthetwilight,hethoughtIhatethetwilightThecloudsandtheshaftsofskyscrapersagainstthemwereturningbrown,likeanoldpaintinginoil,thecolorofafadingmasterpieceLongstreaksofgrimeranfromunderthepinnaclesdowntheslender,sooteatenwallsHighonthesideofatowertherewasacrackintheshapeofamotionlesshttp:wwwencomcnlightning,thelengthoftenstoriesAjaggedobjectcuttheskyabovetheroofsitwashalfaspire,stillholdingtheglowofthesunsetthegoldleafhadlongsincepeeledofftheotherhalfTheglowwasredandstill,likethereflectionofafire:notanactivefire,butadyingonewhichitistoolatetostopNo,thoughtEddieWillers,therewasnothingdisturbinginthesightofthecityItlookedasithadalwayslookedHewalkedon,remindinghimselfthathewaslateinreturningtotheofficeHedidnotlikethetaskwhichhehadtoperformonhisreturn,butithadtobedoneSohedidnotattempttodelayit,butmadehimselfwalkfasterHeturnedacornerInthenarrowspacebetweenthedarksilhouettesoftwobuildings,asinthecrackofadoor,hesawthepageofagiganticcalendarsuspendedintheskyItwasthecalendarthatthemayorofNewYorkhaderectedlastyearonthetopofabuilding,sothatcitizensmighttellthedayofthemonthastheytoldthehoursoftheday,byglancingupatapublictowerAwhiterectanglehungoverthecity,impartingthedatetothemeninthestreetsbelowIntherustylightofthisevening'ssunset,therectanglesaid:SeptemberEddieWillerslookedawayHehadneverlikedthesightofthatcalendarItdisturbedhim,inamannerhecouldnotexplainordefineThefeelingseemedtoblendwithhissenseofuneasinessithadthesamequalityHethoughtsuddenlythattherewassomephrase,akindofquotation,thatexpressedwhatthecalendarseemedtosuggestButhecouldnotrecallitHewalked,gropingforasentencethathunginhismindasanemptyshapeHecouldneitherfillitnordismissitHeglancedbackThewhiterectanglestoodabovetheroofs,sayinginimmovablefinality:SeptemberEddieWillersshiftedhisglancedowntothestreet,toavegetablepushcartatthestoopofabrownstonehouseHesawapileofbrightgoldcarrotsandthefreshgreenofonionsHesawacleanwhitecurtainblowingatanopenwindowHesawabusturningacorner,expertlysteeredHewonderedwhyhefeltreassuredandthen,whyhefeltthesudden,inexplicablewishthatthesethingswerenotleftintheopen,unprotectedagainsttheemptyspaceaboveWhenhecametoFifthAvenue,hekepthiseyesonthewindowsofthestoreshepassedTherewasnothingheneededorwishedtobuybuthelikedtoseethedisplayofgood,anygoods,objectsmadebymen,tobeusedbymenHeenjoyedthesightofaprosperousstreetnotmorethaneveryfourthoneofthestoreswasoutofbusiness,itswindowsdarkandemptyHedidnotknowwhyhesuddenlythoughtoftheoaktreeNothinghadrecalleditButhethoughtofitandofhischildhoodsummersontheTaggartestateHehadspentmostofhischildhoodwiththeTaggartchildren,andnowheworkedforthem,ashisfatherandgrandfatherhadworkedfortheirfatherandgrandfatherThegreatoaktreehadstoodonahillovertheHudson,inalonelyspotoftheTaggartestateEddieWillers,agedseven,likedtocomeandlookatthattreeIthadstoodthereforhundredsofyears,andhethoughtitwouldalwaysstandthereItsrootsclutchedthehilllikeafistwithfingerssunkintothesoil,andhethoughtthatifagiantweretoseizeitbythetop,hewouldnotbeabletouprootit,butwouldswingthehillandthewholeoftheearthwithit,likeaballattheendofastringHefeltsafeintheoaktree'spresenceitwasathingthatnothingcouldchangeorthreatenitwashisgreatestsymbolofstrengthOnenight,lightningstrucktheoaktreeEddiesawitthenextmorningItlaybrokeninhalf,andhelookedintoitstrunkasintothemouthofablacktunnelThetrunkwasonlyanemptyshellitshearthadrottedawaylongagotherewasnothinginsidejustathingraydustthatwasbeingdispersedbythewhimofthefaintestwindThelivingpowerhadgone,andtheshapeitlefthadnotbeenabletostandwithoutithttp:wwwencomcnYearslater,hehearditsaidthatchildrenshouldbeprotectedfromshock,fromtheirfirstknowledgeofdeath,painorfearButthesehadneverscarredhimhisshockcamewhenhestoodveryquietly,lookingintotheblackholeofthetrunkItwasanimmensebetrayalthemoreterriblebecausehecouldnotgraspwhatitwasthathadbeenbetrayedItwasnothimself,heknew,norhistrustitwassomethingelseHestoodthereforawhile,makingnosound,thenhewalkedbacktothehouseHeneverspokeaboutittoanyone,thenorsinceEddieWillersshookhishead,asthescreechofarustymechanismchangingatrafficlightstoppedhimontheedgeofacurbHefeltangerathimselfTherewasnoreasonthathehadtoremembertheoaktreetonightItmeantnothingtohimanylonger,onlyafainttingeofsadnessandsomewherewithinhim,adropofpainmovingbrieflyandvanishing,likearaindropontheglassofawindow,itscourseintheshapeofaquestionmarkHewantednosadnessattachedtohischildhoodheloveditsmemories:anydayofitherememberednowseemedfloodedbyastill,brilliantsunlightItseemedtohimasifafewraysfromitreachedintohispresent:notrays,morelikepinpointspotlightsthatgaveanoccasionalmoment'sglittertohisjob,tohislonelyapartment,tothequiet,scrupulousprogressionofhisexistenceHethoughtofasummerdaywhenhewastenyearsoldThatday,inaclearingofthewoods,theonepreciouscompanionofhischildhoodtoldhimwhattheywoulddowhentheygrewupThewordswereharshandglowing,likethesunlightHelistenedinadmirationandinwonderWhenhewasaskedwhathewouldwanttodo,heansweredatonce,"Whateverisright,"andadded,"YououghttodosomethinggreatImean,thetwoofustogether""What"sheaskedHesaid,"Idon'tknowThat'swhatweoughttofindoutNotjustwhatyousaidNotjustbusinessandearningalivingThingslikewinningbattles,orsavingpeopleoutoffires,orclimbingmountains""Whatfor"sheaskedHesaid,"TheministersaidlastSundaythatwemustalwaysreachforthebestwithinusWhatdoyousupposeisthebestwithinus""Idon'tknow""We'llhavetofindout"Shedidnotanswershewaslookingaway,uptherailroadtrackEddieWillerssmiledHehadsaid,"Whateverisright,"twentytwoyearsagoHehadkeptthatstatementunchallengedeversincetheotherquestionshadfadedinhismindhehadbeentoobusytoaskthemButhestillthoughtitselfevidentthatonehadtodowhatwasrighthehadneverlearnedhowpeoplecouldwanttodootherwisehehadlearnedonlythattheydidItstillseemedsimpleandincomprehensibletohim:simplethatthingsshouldberight,andincomprehensiblethattheyweren'tHeknewthattheyweren'tHethoughtofthat,asheturnedacornerandcametothegreatbuildingofTaggartTranscontinentalThebuildingstoodoverthestreetasitstallestandproudeststructureEddieWillersalwayssmiledathisfirstsightofitItslongbandsofwindowswereunbroken,incontrasttothoseofitsneighborsItsrisinglinescutthesky,withnocrumblingcornersorwornedgesItseemedtostandabovetheyears,untouchedItwouldalwaysstandthere,thoughtEddieWillersWheneverheenteredtheTaggartBuilding,hefeltreliefandasenseofsecurityThiswasaplaceofcompetenceandpowerThefloorsofitshallwaysweremirrorsmadeofmarbleThefrostedrectanglesofitselectricfixtureswerechipsofsolidlightBehindsheetsofglass,rowsofgirlssatattypewriters,theclickingoftheirkeyslikethesoundofspeedingtrainwheelsAndlikeanansweringecho,afaintshudderwentthroughthewallsattimes,risingfromunderthebuilding,fromthetunnelsofthegreatterminalwheretrainsstartedouttocrossacontinentandstoppedaftercrossingitagain,astheyhadstartedandstoppedforgenerationaftergenerationTaggartTranscontinental,thoughtEddieWillers,FromOceantoOceantheproudsloganofhischildhood,somuchmoreshiningandholythananycommandmentoftheBibleFromOceantoOcean,foreverthoughtEddieWillers,inthemannerofarededication,ashewalkedthroughthespotlesshallsintotheheartofthebuilding,intotheofficeofJamesTaggart,PresidentofTaggartTranscontinentalhttp:wwwencomcnJamesTaggartsatathisdeskHelookedlikeamanapproachingfifty,whohadcrossedintoagefromadolescence,withouttheintermediatestageofyouthHehadasmall,petulantmouth,andthinhairclingingtoabaldforeheadHisposturehadalimp,decentralizedsloppiness,asifindefianceofhistall,slenderbody,abodywithaneleganceoflineintendedfortheconfidentpoiseofanaristocrat,buttransformedintothegawkinessofaloutThefleshofhisfacewaspaleandsoftHiseyeswerepaleandveiled,withaglancethatmovedslowly,neverquitestopping,glidingoffandpastthingsineternalresentmentoftheirexistenceHelookedobstinateanddrainedHewasthirtynineyearsoldHeliftedhisheadwithirritation,atthesoundoftheopeningdoor"Don'tbotherme,don'tbotherme,don'tbotherme,"saidJamesTaggartEddieWillerswalkedtowardthedesk"It'simportant,Jim,"hesaid,notraisinghisvoice"Allright,allright,whatisit"EddieWillerslookedatamaponthewalloftheofficeThemap'scolorshadfadedundertheglasshewondereddimlyhowmanyTaggartpresidentshadsatbeforeitandforhowmanyyearsTheTaggartTranscontinentalRailroad,thenetworkofredlinesslashingthefadedbodyofthecountryfromNewYorktoSanFrancisco,lookedlikeasystemofbloodvesselsItlookedasifonce,longago,thebloodhadshotdownthemainarteryand,underthepressureofitsownoverabundance,hadbranchedoutatrandompoints,runningalloverthecountryOneredstreaktwisteditswayfromCheyenne,Wyoming,downtoElPaso,TexastheRioNorteLineofTaggartTranscontinentalNewtracinghadbeenaddedrecentlyandtheredstreakhadbeenextendedsouthbeyondElPasobutEddieWillersturnedawayhastilywhenhiseyesreachedthatpointHelookedatJamesTaggartandsaid,"It'stheRioNorteLine"HenoticedTaggart'sglancemovingdowntoacornerofthedesk"We'vehadanotherwreck""RailroadaccidentshappeneverydayDidyouhavetobothermeaboutthat""YouknowwhatI'msaying,JimTheRioNorteisdoneforThattrackisshotDownthewholeline""Wearegettinganewtrack"EddieWillerscontinuedasiftherehadbeennoanswer:"ThattrackisshotIt'snousetryingtoruntrainsdowntherePeoplearegivinguptryingtousethem""Thereisnotarailroadinthecountry,itseemstome,thatdoesn'thaveafewbranchesrunningatadeficitWe'renottheonlyonesIt'sanationalconditionatemporarynationalcondition"EddiestoodlookingathimsilentlyWhatTaggartdislikedaboutEddieWillerswasthishabitoflookingstraightintopeople'seyesEddie'seyeswereblue,wideandquestioninghehadblondhairandasquareface,unremarkableexceptforthatlookofscrupulousattentivenessandopen,puzzledwonder"Whatdoyouwant"snappedTaggart"Ijustcametotellyousomethingyouhadtoknow,becausesomebodyhadtotellyou""Thatwe'vehadanotheraccident""Thatwecan'tgiveuptheRioNorteLine"JamesTaggartseldomraisedhisheadwhenhelookedatpeople,hedidsobyliftinghisheavyeyelidsandstaringupwardfromundertheexpanseofhisbaldforehead"Who'sthinkingofgivinguptheRioNorteLine"heasked"There'sneverbeenanyquestionofgivingitupIresentyoursayingitIresentitverymuch"http:wwwencomcn"Butwehaven'tmetascheduleforthelastsixmonthsWehaven'tcompletedarunwithoutsomesortofbreakdown,majororminorWe'relosingallourshippers,oneafteranotherHowlongcanwelast""You'reapessimist,EddieYoulackfaithThat'swhatunderminesthemoraleofanorganization""Youmeanthatnothing'sgoingtobedoneabouttheRioNorteLine""Ihaven'tsaidthatatallJustassoonaswegetthenewtrack""Jim,thereisn'tgoingtobeanynewtrack"HewatchedTaggart'seyelidsmoveupslowly"I'vejustcomebackfromtheofficeofAssociatedSteelI'vespokentoOrrenBoyle""Whatdidhesay""Hespokeforanhourandahalfanddidnotgivemeasinglestraightanswer""WhatdidyoubotherhimforIbelievethefirstorderofrailwasn'tduefordeliveryuntilnextmonth""Andbeforethat,itwasduefordeliverythreemonthsago""UnforeseencircumstancesAbsolutelybeyondOrren'scontrol""Andbeforethat,itwasduesixmonthsearlierJim,wehavewaitedforAssociatedSteeltodeliverthatrailforthirteenmonths""WhatdoyouwantmetodoIcan'trunOrrenBoyle'sbusiness""Iwantyoutounderstandthatwecan'twait"Taggartaskedslowly,hisvoicehalfmocking,halfcautious,"Whatdidmysistersay""Shewon'tbebackuntiltomorrow""Well,whatdoyouwantmetodo""That'sforyoutodecide""Well,whateverelseyousay,there'sonethingyou'renotgoingtomentionnextandthat'sReardenSteel"Eddiedidnotansweratonce,thensaidquietly,"Allright,JimIwon'tmentionit""Orrenismyfriend"Heheardnoanswer"IresentyourattitudeOrrenBoylewilldeliverthatrailjustassoonasit'shumanlypossibleSolongashecan'tdeliverit,nobodycanblameus""Jim!WhatareyoutalkingaboutDon'tyouunderstandthattheRioNorteLineisbreakingupwhetheranybodyblamesusornot""Peoplewouldputupwithitthey'dhavetoifitweren'tforthePhoenixDurango"HesawEddie'sfacetighten"NobodyevercomplainedabouttheRioNorteLine,untilthePhoenixDurangocameonthescene""ThePhoenixDurangoisdoingabrilliantjob""ImagineathingcalledthePhoenixDurangocompetingwithTaggartTranscontinental!Itwasnothingbutalocalmilklinetenyearsago""It'sgotmostofthefreighttrafficofArizona,NewMexicoandColoradonow"Taggartdidnotanswer"Jim,wecan'tloseColoradoIt'sourlasthopeIt'severybody'slasthopeIfwedon'tpullourselvestogether,we'llloseeverybigshipperinthestatetothePhoenixDurangoWe'velosttheWyattoilfields""Idon'tseewhyeverybodykeepstalkingabouttheWyattoilfields""BecauseEllisWyattisaprodigywho""DamnEllisWyatt!"Thoseoilwells,Eddiethoughtsuddenly,didn'ttheyhavesomethingincommonwiththebloodvesselsonthemapWasn'tthatthewaytheredstreamofTaggartTranscontinentalhadshotacrossthehttp:wwwencomcncountry,yearsago,afeatthatseemedincrediblenowHethoughtoftheoilwellsspoutingablackstreamthatranoveracontinentalmostfasterthanthetrainsofthePhoenixDurangocouldcarryitThatoilfieldhadbeenonlyarockypatchinthemountainsofColorado,givenupasexhaustedlongagoEllisWyatt'sfatherhadmanagedtosqueezeanobscurelivingtotheendofhisdays,outofthedyingoilwellsNowitwasasifsomebodyhadgivenashotofadrenalintotheheartofthemountain,thehearthadstartedpumping,theblackbloodhadburstthroughtherocksofcourseit'sblood,thoughtEddieWillers,becausebloodissupposedtofeed,togivelife,andthatiswhatWyattOilhaddoneIthadshockedemptyslopesofgroundintosuddenexistence,ithadbroughtnewtowns,newpowerplants,newfactoriestoaregionnobodyhadevernoticedonanymapNewfactories,thoughtEddieWillers,atatimewhenthefreightrevenuesfromallthegreatoldindustriesweredroppingslowlyyearbyyeararichnewoilfield,atatimewhenthepumpswerestoppinginonefamousfieldafteranotheranewindustrialstatewherenobodyhadexpectedanythingbutcattleandbeetsOnemanhaddoneit,andhehaddoneitineightyearsthis,thou

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