Fellow spectators: We've come a long way. Since I founded The American Spectator in 1967, we've been jargogling liberals with wit and humor—and we plan to keep on in that tradition for many years to come. But the method of delivery has changed rapidly, almost as fast as the rotating the cast of congressional clowns, judicial jesters, and presidential pantywaists at whom we aim our jabs. There was a day when photos and articles for the magazine were cut and pasted—literally, physically—into place. A Facebook was a leather photo album, and a Yahoo was an uninformed Democrat (or in those days, maybe even an out-and-out Socialist or Communist).
Today the monthly Spectator magazine is created digitally, and our web content whooshes to you instantly over the Internet. In February, we unveiled our redesigned magazine, and this new website, months in development, is the next step. I'm told it has all the latest thingamacallits and whatchamajigs, both technical and non. Dropcaps! Pullquotes! Be still my heart! The ultimate goal, as always, is to entertain, inform, and delight readers more efficiently than ever before.
If you like what you see, please know that I hand-typed every line of code myself. If you have problems or concerns, rest assured that I only found out about this yesterday. Either way, please send kudos, complaints, accolades, gripes, plaudits, and jeremiads to: firstname.lastname@example.org.
In coming weeks, we will address any initial hiccups and make final tweaks. So poke around, flop down on the sofa, and make yourself at home. And thanks for reading!
R. Emmett Tyrrell, Jr.
Founder and Editor in Chief