The temptation with the first post on a blog is to give some sort of general introduction, an outline of where you plan on going with things. As I hope that a review of the above Youtube clibs makes perfectly clear, I aim at nothing short of Ultimate Truth. Not the Ultimate Truth that they promised you in Sunday School, or that Donald Rumsfeld promised to dispense from his podium. Rather, at Splatter Zone we approach ultimate truth through the medium of Japanese girl bands wearing vinal jumpsuits and meat strapped to their heads being attacked by a giant lizard, priests killing armies of zombies with lawn mowers, William S. Burrough's heroin fueled meditations on the Myan mythology of death, Judo masters attacking girls wearing short skirts, and Robert Anton Wilson's discourses on reprogramming your mind.

Will we finally arrive at the Ultimate Truth, of which all of these is merely a pale reflection?
I cannot say. But to not set out on that journey towards the Ultimate is to relegate yourself to defeat from the beginning. And we can't have that, now, can we?