How easy to fall back upon a soft bed of _concessions_—and drift into a world of forgetfulness! It is just into terrible inertia—this every day and _every_ day humdrum conservatistic acceptance of things as they are—that THE LITTLE REVIEW comes with its laughter of the gods; it is so joyous, so fearless, so sure of its purpose, and hurls itself against it with its vital young blood and its burning young heart, and pleads with it for a re-creation of ideals in living, life, and art, and a bigger comprehension of what life and art can mean to the individual and to the race, if the individual will only open his heart and mind to these limitless freedoms. And it does not say: “Look, this is the only way;” but “come all ye who have something to offer—only let it be sincere, true, and unafraid.” And because of this big inclusiveness, we sometimes hear our friend, the sophisticated critic, say: “It lacks sophistication.”—What is sophistication anyway? Isn’t it something that has been baked and dried a long time? I wonder if every thoughtful reader does not grow weary of petty criticism! It is the twin sister (it has not the virility to be a boy twin) of Oblomoffdom, and lives as a parasite upon the brains of others. (I like that word _Oblomoffdom_; it covers such a multitude of indictments with an economy of words.) Let us have criticism—yes, by all means; but let it _be_ criticism—critical in values, illuminating in meaning, clear in exposition, telling us how and _why_. Then we’ll give you our respectful and unbiased attention. Too much of the stuff that passes as criticism is merely a “personal attitude,” a channel for expressing a prejudice for (often) something too big for the critic’s grasp. How often, too, does one grow a bit heart-weary on hearing some big personality, some fine intellect limit itself to one vision—its own. Why not throw that attitude aside as an outworn garment, and welcome any force, simply and gladly, that can stimulate a spark of life-urge within us? A more courageous and intense love of truth, of men, of life. And so, we welcome you, LITTLE REVIEW, with a _Happy New Year_ and a _long life_—as a Rebel spirit amongst us, fighting our deadly Oblomoffdom. Statement of Ownership, Management, Circulation, Etc., required by the Act of August 24, 1912 of _THE LITTLE REVIEW_ published monthly at _Chicago, Ill._, for _October 1st, 1914_. Editor, _Margaret C. Anderson, 917 Fine Arts Building, Chicago_. Managing Editor, _Same_. Business Manager, _Same_. Publisher, _Same_. Owners: (If a corporation, give its name and the names and addresses of stockholders holding 1 per cent or more of total amount of stock. If not a corporation, give names and addresses of individual owners.)