Monday, November 11, 2013

"The Future that Never Was"

If the point of The American Conservative wasn't necessarily to make money, as some have commented previously, it looks like "Mission Accomplished".

Washington Free Beacon gleefully reported on the most recent circulation numbers for the TAC print version.  For example:


David Brooks wrote that the American Conservative had “become one of the more dynamic spots on the political web” in a New York Times column headlined “The Conservative Future,” last November.

The latest issue of the American Conservative features a critique of the Gettysburg Address; a column by Greek shipping heir Taki Theodoracopulos; a review of Max Blumenthal’s anti-Zionist book (headline: “Will Israel Go Fascist?”); and a piece called “JFK Warmonger.”


Wick Allison has got to be shaking his head:  surely article headlines like those are a cinch to bring in the masses of "Americans" and "conservatives" just like him and Dreher.  Where are they all?

As Our Hero would say, read the whole thing.


  1. Jeez, Pik, those were exactly the 2 quotes I was going to offer to say "I wonder why?". Now I got nothing, lol.


    1. Okay, I owe something. Here, in reverse order, is what Allison's clean up batter is knocking in to win that civil-libertarian conservatism World Series:

      - A post about why Paris is where he makes sense of himself.

      - A gratuitous post about Tom Cruise derived from TMZ ("Hey, who hates Nickel Creek? Yeah? Me, too! Am I right? Am I right?" ::crowd roars reflexively::), immediately falsified by a commenter.

      - Those darn Catholics! Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em.

      - View from a Sorrento, Italy balcony, wine, olives, and the deep blue sea.

      - He went to a concert in St. Francisville, even though Paris is where he makes sense of himself. Pimps a picture of his kid, for the mommies. Spells family "fambly", because he's folksy and has a sense of place, see? He's local, because his kid is local, see? Ptui! - the kid can eat those everyday Louisiana oysters; Paris and its consciousness-raising oysters calls.

      - Many years to Prince Charles of England. May God grant him many more years in his life, and many years on the throne. Huh?

      Now, if I were trying to nail down the online eyeballs of 6,000 Tasered clones of Emily Dickinson...


    2. I don't even want to go there anymore.

  2. Aw,, let me make it up to you. A WickWorld puzzle.

    Who is Barrett Brown? Who won a national magazine award for making Barrett Brown feel larger than life? Where is Barrett Brown writing about Mexican television now? Why? And what happened to his mom? How is the NMA award-winning writer's life going by comparison? Is it better to be a WickWorld writer, or one of its subjects?

    And: you just gotta give us a caricature of Woody Woodpecker on that porch holding up his book. Can't find the link right now.


  3. Q: What never happened in WickWorld's TAC?

    A: Obamacare never happened.


  4. OK, first of all LOL. Second of all, "Theodoracopulos" sounds like a name from Harry Potter.

  5. I wonder if bow-tie companies pay them a lot for their 6000 name mailing list. As a side-note to that, I wonder what the gender balance is among subscribers.

  6. From the I-need-Paris post...

    "Andrew Sullivan posted a poem by the American poet Vijay Seshadri, called Visiting Paris. I won’t post the whole thing here — go to his blog to read it — but I will say it pierced my heart like no words have in a long time, and in ways that I’m not prepared to talk about."

    Bullshit, on Dreher being not prepared to talk about, literally, anything.


    About that article from the WFB (they must love that acronym)...

    TAC "averaged 6,447 subscribers per issue between September 2012 and September 2013. The last issue published before the circulation numbers were released had 5,371 subscribers."

    The subscriber roll isn't a scalar, it's a vector. The interesting thing isn't that it's just over 6,000 (which appears inflated), but that it's dropping rapidly.