Before Andrew Sullivan, it was possible to argue — or at least fear — that online writing could not be worthwhile writing. Over the past decade he has shown how rich, impassioned, immediate, sly, sometimes wrongheaded, often self-correcting, and always worthwhile this medium can ideally be — and how closely connected it can be to the writing he continues to do for our magazine and in books. I don't always agree with Andrew — Beards! Yuck! — but I do always want to know what is on his and his readers' minds. I am glad to be his neighbor in the Atlantic's part of the online world.
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