Monday 10 September 2012


Invisible Man Exposition


The story begins with a narration of a man, I'm guessing, in his 40s, recalling flashbacks of his younger years. He ponders about his identity crisis, and tries to find out who he really is. The narrator’s search starts with memories of his grandfather who was a black slave. On his death bed, he revealed to his son, that he had been a spy and traitor to his race. Although he had served the white people all his life, he had hated them, and therefore planned to destroy them by agreeing with them. He would want his future generations to follow his tactics, and those were his last words. The words of his grandfather leaves the Invisible Man confused and nervous around white men, however takes it with a positive perspective into thinking this may allow him to make progress in his search for identity. 

   The mood quickly changes from a secretive atmosphere to a more dynamic setting as the narrator reflects on his high school graduation speech gathering. At the gathering, he soon grasps the fact that he was to attend a blindfold boxing match with his fellow black classmates as a part of the ceremonial entertainment for the whites. The original game was for the blacks to fight against the whites, however the frustration of not being able to see brought the blacks to be hostile to one another. Instead of confusion and a sense of concerns, the whites only attained more enjoyment, which further shows the degration of the blacks. 

  The lively tone soon settles as the narrator explains his bazaar dream. His grandfather had refused to laugh at the clowns at the circus, however tells him to read the message in the briefcase he had received in the graduation ceremony. Appallingly, the envelope did not contain a scholarship, but instead a document which read:  "To Whom It May Concern: Keep This Nigger-Boy Running."What does this mean? We don't know for sure, therefore hopefully I'll start to pick up some hints and ideas as I continue to read the story.

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