NUMBER
8:
Gather round, y'all
The electronic version RAT
BLOOD SOUP has existed for a year now, and it is therefore maybe a good
time to write the introductory letter from the editor, which is overdue.
Or maybe not. As the Rat Blood approach is slow, methodical, more bulldozer
than Ferrari, more tectonic plate action than nuclear fusion, more an
oak tree growing up through and splitting rock than a volcano erupting
and destroying Camden -- although the idea of Rat Blood Soup somehow
spewing tons of molten rock onto an ususpecting populace is not altogether
unpleasant.
For Rat Blood Soup -- not
your typical publication -- is not to be a typical "website." It is
not to be flashy, gimicky, or ever-changing. It is not to be "entertaining,"
informative, or "user-friendly." It is not here to provide a comfortable
"environment" in which one can "navigate," and it is definitely not
attempting to "build" anything that could be misnamed a "community."
It is not here to make you feel good. It is not political. It is not
here to challenge anything or to promote any kind of "action," and it
is not here to promote happiness.
Something special like RAT
BLOOD SOUP doesn't come along every day, and it doesn't always take
a form that is comfortable, friendly or easy to understand. When you
find your treasure you often have to sweat, to dig and dig until your
hands are covered in blisters and bleeding just to get to it; but my
God, you've found a treasure. A treasure is always special, always unique,
always worth the effort it took to unearth it. Getting RAT BLOOD SOUP
into your head may be extremely uncomfortable at first, but once firmly
in place -- oh the bliss.
Sincerely,
Will.