Who are you

[Zeno]

I am an invisible man. No, I am not a spook like those who haunted Edgar Allen Poe; nor am I one of your Hollywood-movie ectoplasms. I am a man of substance, of flesh and bone, fiber and liquids – and I might even be said to possess a mind. I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me. Like the bodiless heads you see sometimes in circus sideshows, it is as though I have been surrounded by mirrors of hard, distorting glass. When they approach me they see only my surroundings, themselves, or figments of their imagination – indeed, everything, and anything except me.

-Ralph Ellison

[Michael Davis]

Well, in one of my undergraduate literature classes I was roundly booed for saying that Ellison's statement here was more universal than racially-specific and that people could and should identify with this statement no matter what color.

-Michael

[Zeno]

BINGO!

Thanks Michael, for seeing through to the end.

-Zeno

[ricdaman]

And I though you were talking about the person raising with the nuts (you know, when you raise with a boat and get four callers on the river)...