The 300,000 Club

Another day, another milestone. Or so it seems for the storied “Hatemonger’s Quarterly.” Although we, the crack young staff, are but a few years old, our humble “weblog” has already attained great heights.

For example, we’ve lost two straight Weblog Awards. Not so shabby, eh? We thought so too.

Truth be told, it’s been a pretty nice run. We’ve received praise and “links” from such heavy-hitters as John Podhoretz, Andrew Sullivan, and a guy whose “website” is entirely devoted to the discussion of monkeys.

It’s not surprising, under such circumstances, that “The Hatemonger’s Quarterly” has become an official member of the 300,000 “Hits” Club. No: That doesn’t have anything to do with Wilt Chamberlain, Ike Turner, and a DC-10.

Rather, it’s the reward one receives for reaching such an impressive “hits” count. 300,000 “hits,” to be specific.

Sure, for Glenn Reynolds and some other world-famous “webloggers,” 300,000 “hits” is what one calls Wednesday. Still, given all the detritus on the Internet, a solid 300,000 “hits” is pretty nice.

From informal calculations around the office water cooler, we’ve even concluded that well nigh 5,000 of those “hits” come from people who are not staffers here at “The Hatemonger’s Quarterly.” Yep: That means that at least a few folks actually read our humble “weblog” for something resembling entertainment.

Pretty soon, we’ll have outlasted all of America’s one-term presidents. Especially that odious Jimmy Carter. And unlike the pseudo-peanut farmer, we’ve never caused a jot of stagflation.

So what, you may reasonably wonder, can you expect from “The Hatemonger’s Quarterly” in the months and years to come? Well, you may very well see us lose yet another installment of the Weblog Awards.

In addition, we, like Philip Glass, will try to keep it simple. As they say, if it isn’t broke, there’s no reason why anyone should call the repairman. More tasteless yuks, more uninspired animadversions.

We’ll see you at 500,000, folks.