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  •  The EvO:R Street Journal

    The EvO:R Street Journal
    Editorial statement
    Dedicated to the culture, business and interests of the indie artist. EVJ delivers controversial points of view, hard-news commentary, Industry Insites, artistic prose and photography and welcomes responses (pro or con), feedback and topic suggestions from readers. If you would like to submit an opinionated article, inspired poem, photo or essay to EVJ, forward all copy to Editor ESJ and put To the Editor in the subject field.

    The Journal surrenders, beaten by those it defended
    By Frank Cotolo

    As ironic as it may be, the very energy that fueled the editorial messages of the Journal turns out to be its fatal blow. As of now, the adventurous, bold e-zine has been buried in the bone garden.

    But not before an autopsy that revealed a malignancy that many articles forecasted-everyone in the cyber world is too busy with their own agendas to contribute to the maintenance of a non-pulp, reality-check e-publication. No hard feelings. We all have lives to lead and things to do and the volunteer stuff even has its priorities. But the Journal could not go on this way. It needed nurturing and support and contributions.

    When Daniel gave birth to the idea and Charlie Harrelson ran with it, I saw one more stage to present the throes of this new culture and came aboard. I urged countless indie performers to contribute. Charlie hawked the 'zine all over the Web, and dropped anvils of writing opportunities on people's heads. Here was a publication that was so different from all the others. It never candy-coated an issue; it swung mighty punches at icons; it challenged the phonies and the entire commercial world; it stood for something.

    But, ultimately, Charlie and I could not hold this thing together when the result of our canvassing for voices fell upon deaf ears and empty souls. That may sound a little brash but let's face it, we never held any punches back at the Journal so why in our closing editorial should we suddenly become timid?

    No one in the EvOR community could help as much as we wanted. Even when they did, it was with urging and time and effort-it should not have been more work for the two people who did most of the work. Only a few months ago, after sickness and personal problems had taken me away from doing a lot of the work, I told Charlie I had issues with the Journal; issues that I did not think we could solve. I wrote a few more things here and there and Charlie tried to hold the thing together. But it was perfunctory work; Charlie needed to attend to career problems and focus on his agenda. He had put the Journal (and continues to put EvOR) higher on his priority list than one life can tolerate.

    The death of the EvOR Street Journal is symptomatic, as the autopsy reveals, of something that can, if not monitored and combated, an energy that can make this new technology into nothing more than a giant masturbation machine. People cluster in clubs and communities for self-serving reasons and, more and more, superfluous reasons. No one, it seems, has a mission any longer if an activity doesn't include the possibility of one's own benefit. This is an atmosphere ripe for a takeover. Unfortunately, it won't be the great hoards of workers, poets, freethinkers and artists who take charge. It could be the biggest enemy-the corporations, the powers that be, the creators of the artistic havoc so many Web people despise. After all, who is here to fight for a new order?

    So, you see, we feel the death of the Journal is a deep wound in the history of the Web. It will take years, maybe decades for this to take its place in that history, but the roots have been planted. Time will judge and those of us who had faith in the Journal's mission believe that judgment will be positive.

    Now, with no fanfare, free of fault and blame, filled with the sense that we did right to do what has just failed, we say goodbye. And good luck. God knows you will need it.

    Note: Many of the best articles have been archived in the ESJ Archives.


    ESJ is looking for writers/poets for our next issues. All work is appreciated and will be published (with the exception of articles containing racism, bigotry or other demeaning topics) Also, this is a PG-13 rating and will be censored if you do not edit it. Please e-mail The EvO:R Street Journal.
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