I grew up in Brooklyn, New York although many people allege that this school of hard knocks would have converted me into a tough, streetwise, sullen, hard-boiled and wise-cracking no-nonsense individual who would never ascribe to creative writing very seriously, if I survived the murders and killings within the streets perpetrated by people that you knew, thought you knew, neighbors, strangers, criminals, and the Mafia.
So Ellison's "Invisible Man" blindfold and ring-fighting initial chapters scene and exposition within its social context and existential relevance is more real than yo more...
