Such a being is a metaphysical monstrosity, struggling to oppose, negate and contradict the fact of his own existence, running blindly amuck on a trail of destruction, capable of nothing but pain.
He knew that the specific reason behind the Plan was Orren Boyle; he knew that the working of an intricate mechanism, operated by pull, threat, pressure, blackmail-a mechanism like an irrational adding machine run amuck and throwing up any chance sum at the whim of any moment-had happened to add up to Boyle’s pressure upon these men to extort for him this last piece of plunder.
it . and you won’t stand for it . They’re afraid this one’s going to be too much for everybody . it’s just a plan to skin you alive, that’s all . So they want to make it look like you’re starving your workers . and the workers are running amuck and you’re unable to control them . and the government’s got to step in for your own protection and for public safety . That’s going to be their pitch, Mr. Rearden ." Rearden was noticing the torn flesh of the boy’s hands, the drying mud
They’re only one step away from open violence-hell, they’ve taken the step and sealed and declared it long ago!-but in one more moment they’ll see the full reality of what they’ve taken, exploding in their damned faces-plain, open, blind, arbitrary, blood shedding violence, running amuck, hitting anything and anyone at random.