The Squandering of the Standard
Its team of gifted writers was finally squandered on a vendetta against a party that had moved on.
Some called it murder. Others, suicide.
It was a strange death. Some called it murder. Others, suicide. Either way, it was sudden and messy. Like many friends and colleagues, I remember subscribing to The Weekly Standard at its start. Its history is that of the modern conservative movement. How one interprets its end serves as a Rorschach test for how one…