Cap'n Inducted Into Poofy Hair Objectivist Society

I'm back from vacation. Among my many fun activities that would make you very very jealous if I told you about them, I was inducted into the ultra-secretive Poofy Hair Objectivist Society. Following in the august styling of such luminaries as Leonard Peikoff and David Kelley, I sported poofy hair one morning.

Leonard Peikoff with poofy hair

David Kelley with poofy hair

Cap'n Arbyte with poofy hair

The initiation process consisted of kidnapping, disorientation, a blindfolded interrogation under a bright light ("it's rational!"), and the recitation of the Oath of the Order of the Poofy Sect (OOPS): "I swear, by my life and my love of it, that I will never see my hairstylist, nor ask another man to see his."

Curiously, Ayn Rand herself had decidely un-poofy hair. Poofy-haired objectivists do not discuss this.

Ayn Rand with un-poofy hair

I have learned of a heretical breakaway ideological group that does discuss this, and claims that the OOPS is actually a misquotation and that the whole poofy hair thing is all a big misunderstanding. I find the conflict frightening and am trying to avoid taking a position on the matter so I don't alienate any of my friends.

Happily, the incident appears to have caused no permanent psychological damage to my photographer. But it's pretty hard to tell.