Dear NR Friend, Here, grab my hand and I'll yank you up atop the ramparts with us so you can join the fight against the enemies of all we hold dear. Of course, we'll need some ammunition: Can you spare some (in the form of cash, of course) as we launch our 2018 Spring Webathon? National Review's fight is your fight: It's a grim one without the participation of a full complement of that band of brothers and sisters, of the selfless souls who despise the thought of being spectators, of the committed men and women who know they have a determinative role in the battle to preserve conservative principles. Our just-begun 2018 Spring Webathon is seeking to raise some $210,000 to underwrite a number of strategic efforts that, we contend, will not only truly support NR in its mission and on the front lines, but will also help us put this business into a strong position that – mirabile dictu – one day, sooner than later, will dry up the red ink that has tormented us for six decades. The help we seek is real, and likely, transformative. I am asking you – yes, you – to please donate. Any and all amounts are deeply appreciated. But let me suggest some . . . Can you do $10 or $25? $50 or $100? What if just this once you added a zero (right before the decimal point) to those numbers? Let the moods of camaraderie and purpose strike you: Add another zero — if you're capable of contributing $2,500, or maybe even dare I say $25,000 (hey, it's happened). There is no time like the present. You can make that donation here. If you prefer sending your generosity by PayPal, send it to NR here. And old school is cool: Mail a check (payable to "National Review") at 19 West 44th Street, Suite 1701, New York, NY 10036. We remain deeply appreciated to any and all who stand alongside us in this battle for liberty, for freedom, for rights unalienable, for principles first. Many thanks, Jack Fowler Vice President, National Review jfowler@nationalreview.com P.S.: That picture is of Henry V giving his Shakespeare-famous Saint Crispin Day speech before the battle of Agincourt in 1415, from which . . . Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. | 
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