Well, we’re four days into our quarterly fund drive â€“ and it’s going lousy. I was planning to remind you how time is moneyâ€¦ and how much time Antiwar.com saves you each day, collecting, reviewing, organizing, and updating hundreds of news items and opinion pieces â€¦ and how I bet you checked the site on Labor Day, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year’s â€“ and found new content, just like every other dayâ€¦ and how we bring you exclusive commentary from the likes of Justin Raimondo, Alan Bock, Doug Bandow, David R. Henderson, Charles PeÃ±a, Philip Giraldi, Nebojsa Malic, Ran HaCohen, and many moreâ€¦ and how there’s simply no other venue, online or in print or on-air, that even comes close to our level of focused coverageâ€¦ and how I haven’t noticed any global outbreaks of lamb-lion love that might justify letting this site wither away â€“ how, in fact, each day’s stories portend fresh horrorsâ€¦
But that would be one bummer of a sermon, and anyway, I found this upbeat testimonial from Vanity Fair‘s James Wolcott to share instead:
Upon rising from my bed of nails (keeps me sharp–on the edge–where I gotta be) each morning, I begin my blog day with a high-impact megadose of Antiwar, the premiere site for tracking the dogs of war and their latest foamings and the softer mewings of the compliant press. Its prescience in identifying the neocon arguments for war against Iraq as specious, fearmongering, and a betrayal of this country’s ideals is there in the archives, and each day it refuses to flinch from the butcherhouse debauchery the Bush administration and the neocon architects have unleashed. The best thing about Antiwar is that it’s ecumenical in its anti-empire coverage, giving voice and space to opponents of the war whether they be libertarian, conservative, traditionally liberal, or far lefty. â€¦
Antiwar is holding a fundraiser this week and I entreat you to cough up a little for the causes of peace, justice, truth, liberty, and good old American cussedness.