the Crew goes to atlas shrugged world and it immediately crumbles under them
I'm not touching that fuckshow with a forty foot pole
I might have read the Gor novels and inflicted permanent psychic scars upon myself by doing so. So help me, if there are any real shit show worlds out there in fiction that could be unfucked with a good dose of competent logistics, polyamory, and violence ill read it and see if I could set a story there and make it good.
But with the ancient gods of ash and oak as my witnesses, I'm not reading Ayn fuckin Rand again for anything