Atlas Shrugged

A motor that draws power from ambient static electricity, abandoned by its inventor rather than surrendered.

In Galt's Gulch everyone does work they chose and trades it freely — a judge bakes, a composer plays, a philosopher runs a diner — and each insists the choosing is the whole point. Outside, the railways stop running because nobody left knows how.

Play as vocation — Work becomes hobby, and the serious people go looking for risk on purpose.

An uncomfortable neighbour for Banks, and instructive precisely for that. Both build a society where work is chosen rather than required; they disagree entirely about who gets in. Rand's is a strike, not an abundance — the machines never arrive, the competent simply leave.