This is now the role of the legacy news media: A disheveled old man on the porch of the retirement home, screaming for everyone to shut up.
For several decades of the twentieth century, no one hoping to win the presidency could ignore the Saturday Evening Post. With a circulation in the millions, it was the signpost for a Protestant, small-town, print-focused America.
Then television began to draw the public’s attention, and the Walter Cronkites of the world began to cut into the magazine’s influence. As the 1950s and 1960s brought ugly social schisms to the forefront of American culture, the conservative tone and focus of the Post began to feel quaint. By the opening of the 1970s, it was all but dead, struggling on as a little-noticed artifact of an earlier age.