Two thousand sixteen is roughly during an end, and, before a year slips divided into a books, we wanted to write a discerning Editor’s Update to keep we all informed about how things are going.
This has been a moving and startling year, and I’d like to conclude a readers for adhering by us throughout. We conclude it. We’ve had record trade to a website given January, with both Oct and Nov representing a dual busiest months in a history. As they contend on a airlines, we know we have a choice, and we’re anxious that we keep reading us. Here’s to 2017, and beyond.
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Our new website aside, I’m severely looking brazen to subsequent year. It’ll be a bustling one in Washington, that means it’ll be a bustling one on NRO. Have a smashing Christmas and New Year, and I’ll see we all soon.
— Charles C. W. Cooke is a editor of National Review Online.