by Conor Friedersdorf
Strange as it seems to say it, The Atlantic’s move to Washington DC irrevocably changed the course of my life. Were the magazine in Boston, I’d have gone there to intern after graduate school, and today my biography would include different sets of lovers, jobs and friends. Blessed as I am by the way life turned outspecifically for meeting the kinds of people one wouldn’t trade for anythingI’d thrill in departing the nation’s capital tomorrow if I could toil for this magazine and leisure with select company elsewhere. I’d doubtlessly miss certain people. But I wouldn’t miss this city, or the way things work here.
What do I mean by those words?
It’s a bit complicated to explain. There is this idea among movement conservativesespecially the rank-and-filethat Washington DC journalism is populated by a lot of disingenuous, careerist sell outs. These elites write to enrich themselves, to inflate their sense of self-importance, and to garner social capital, invariably measured by invitations to the dread “Georgetown cocktail party.” Thus they are unconcerned with truth, intellectual honesty, or the actual interests of anyone outside the New York to DC corridor.
This narrative is largely true! Anyone who pays close attention to DC journalism can easily spot intellectually dishonest hacks writing stuff they don’t actually believe, whether to advance their careers or to further a political agenda by the most cynical means imaginable. A blogger could write five posts a day fisking political journalism that is either astonishingly ignorant or disingenuous and a Washington DC journalist doesn’t have to attend very many happy hours to hear people basically admit that they are hacks who don’t actually believe significant parts of their oeuvres. What vexes me, having observed this game over the last couple years, is that the people accused of being inside-the-beltway sellouts are often the folks who write exactly what they believe; whereas the kinds of publications that rank-and-file conservatives revere for “never selling out” actually do so all the time.
One day I’ll give this subject a lengthier treatment, where I have the kind of space needed to levy serious critiques in a manner fair to all those involved. Here I’ll keep myself to two examples for the sake of brevity. A writer I’ve been privileged to meet, due to my association with The Atlantic, is Ross Douthat, a religious conservative whose opinions on all sorts of matters I disagree with rather vehemently. Were I editor of any serious publication, however, he is among the first writers I’d try to recruit keenly intelligent, fair-minded and willing to forthrightly engage his critics, Mr. Douthat is precisely the kind of political and philosophical adversary worth having. I cannot recall ever reading a single sentence he’s written that is intellectually dishonest or contrary to his actual judgments on the matter at hand. Some critics nevertheless pillory him for being just the kind of Inside the Beltway character I describe above. It drives me to distraction every time I see it.
On the other hand, there is Human Events, a movement conservative publication that enjoyed its heyday during the Reagan Revolution. Today it is owned by Eagle Publishing, and publishes Ann Coulter. “The powers that be (on both sides of the aisle in Washington, not to mention in caves along the Pakistani-Afghan border!) most certainly do NOT agree with everything we say,” its About Us page brags. “Especially when we reveal the true motives behind their actions.”
Some months ago, I published a post at Red State asking Human events readers to e-mail me explaining their affinity for the newspaper. The consensus among those who responded: whereas so many other politicians and publications sold them out over the years, Human Events never has. It is evident why they think so. The publication gives voice to certain conservative perspectives given short shrift elsewhere in the media. How does Human Events use the trust and loyalty it's engendered by its approach? Judging by the fundraising and advertising e-mails I've received from the publication, one answer is that it cynically exploits the fears and prejudices of its readership, abetting efforts to part the least savvy from their cash. Partly I mean that the publication is guilty of commonplace sins like regularly implying that the Democratic Party has secret plans to reinstate the fairness doctrine in order to spur fundraising efforts ostensibly directed at pushing back against that imaginary endeavor.
More seriously, the newspaper/Web site sends out under its masthead advertisements (clearly labeled as such) that are among the least ethical I've ever seen in a journalistic publication. Their only caveat (emphasis added): "From time to time, we receive opportunities we believe you as a valued customer may want to know about. Please note that the following message does not necessarily reflect the editorial positions of Human Events."
A lesser example is the August 8, 2008 blast noting that "Current real estate market will yield huge profits for investors who buy pre-foreclosures." A publication that counted that as their worst advertisement might be given the benefit of the doubt. But surely it must be withdrawn upon considering that Human Events, with its largely elderly subscriber base, sent out on November 20, 2009, an advertising e-mail that began "What if I were to tell you that a billion-dollar drug company discovered a true CURE for cancer... and told no one? It gets worst...what if they put this miracle cure under lock and key, with no intention of telling anyone ever?" Or that in an earlier advertisement that began by asking folks, "ARE YOUR LUNGS DYING?" these same e-subscribers were told, "With just minutes a day - you can use my technique to give you the lungpower of a 20-year-old. And with all that EXTRA oxygen and cardiovascular power, you'll REAWAKEN the energy and vitality you had years ago - even if you're past retirement."
And my personal favorite?
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Readers are subsequently sent here. (It's hard to know whether to be angry or to laugh.) Let us grant that magazines aren't responsible for the ethical behavior of all the companies who advertise through them. Surely, however, there are two sides to that hazy ethical line, and these advertisements are easily on the wrong side of it. You might even say that this is precisely the behavior of a publication that doesn't mind selling out its readers. As yet, however, I haven't heard Eagle Publishing called out on the Rush Limbaugh or Mark Levin program as being a bunch of cynical Inside the Beltway elites (do note that Eagle Publishing and Human Events are large enterprises that employ all sorts of ethical people, many of them no doubt uncomfortable with this behavior).
I'll merely add that it is very difficult to write for the publications where Mr. Douthat made his mark -- the print Atlantic, the print National Review, The New York Times -- and comparatively easy to write copy for Human Events, Newsmax, Townhall, or any number of other places where a talented twentysomething actually interested in maximizing their profit per hour worked would write all their copy, if they really didn't care about anything else.
Though I don't plan to make my life in Washington DC, I wish the right-leaning critics of its journalistic culture would come visit before I leave, make themselves flies on the walls at various social gatherings, and observe who it really is that stays true to themselves in their writing -- and who views their work as a political writer in the most cynical, careerist terms imaginable. They'd realize that they've got everything exactly right, and exactly backward, at the same time. It is merely another example of a need for the right to better identify its elites, and demand better ones.