the rats, in truth, are winning. as camus observed in his final paragraph, the plague never dies or disappears for good. it will rouse up its rats again and send them forth to die in a happy city. in other words, it's okay to feel sorry for the rats, but not too sorry. you use trick photography and make my hat look bigger? i'm on my way to meet carl edgar blake. carl fell in love are computers in middle school and after that he found a career building internet portals and computer networks. so why is he holding a pig? because when you cross a computer geek with an iowa farm boy, you end up with a man on a mission. a big mission. sum it up for me, what is your mission, in carl's own words?