As is my want first thing, I got up and turned on the news this morning. They were talking to two lawyers from the Federalist Society about their opposition to Trump and his attacks on the rule of law. One of the questioners made a quip that it must be tough to go home for Thanksgiving to a house full of Republican relatives who must be Trump supporters now, and she said it wasn’t because her parents are Democrats. She said she became a conservative as a teenager when she first read Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand.
A couple of minutes later, another one of the questioners of these two lawyers made a joke about throwing in some Burke to round things out. The juxtaposition of Ayn Rand with Edmund Burke was jarring to me, and I’ve been thinking about it on and off all day, because it highlights the two major strains of conservatism in very stark contrast.