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Andre, I know you've pointed out quite properly that as a non-philosopher, defending others is not my job. So please forgive me, if while as much as a polytheist concurs with your code of values, I claim that this sort of defense actually precisely is my job. Tho'* is seems foreign to modernity, the conception of the courtesan as by nature an artist an 'intellectual' is not one unprecedented in this world. And besides, escorting has been for so long an inescapable border case in the first structures of society and its ontological epiphenomena that the taking of uncomfortable sides and the careful keeping of loyalties in enemy territory has been internalized into the internal practice of the Life. So please understand, I speak with precedent, and with no wish to challenge the rights of the philosopher's station.
Make no mistake: artists and poets often know things intellectuals and philosophers don't. Probably can't. Artists and poets -- and those of like souls -- participate in life more directly and simply, more honestly and intimately. Dumbass intellectuals always have to have things "explained" to them. There's a famous and potentially disastrous scene in Nathaniel Branden's book 'Judgment Day' between Ayn, Nathaniel, and the actress (and future second wife) Patrecia in which the over-intellectualizing Rand simply can't figure this out.
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Wealth is the product of man's capacity to think.
