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the novel with the narrator’s recognition of identity as a residual effect
of racialized historical structures.
“Free of illusions” and “through [with] running” (569), the process
of subjectivization for the narrator is inally
unhinged by new forms
of subjectivity that disarticulate visible identiicatory schemas but force
him underground. What emerges underground, in the invisible basement
section of a white-only apartment building where he inds his home,
is a new temporality with no social space to accommodate its epiph-
any, as the vision of America, “woven of many strands” (577), coincides
with the realization that identity is “one, and yet many” (569), subject
to movement that resists conclusive representations of social existence.
“This
is not prophecy,” the narrator insists, “but description” (577), a
reality beyond the politics of the imaginary that ixes its representation
in visible oppositions. It is as yet invisible to history and literally con-
signed to its basement but it is “warm and full of light” (6), lit up by
the narrator using “exactly 1,369 lights” (7) to manifest its blinding
truth. Thus, “one of the greatest jokes in the world,” as he states in the
Epilogue, “is the spectacle of the whites busy escaping blackness and
becoming blacker every day, and the blacks
striving toward whiteness,
becoming quite dull and gray” (577). Ellison’s novel is an attestation to
the fact that subjectivity is constituted in the interstices of identity cat-
egories and structural hierarchies that articulate the imperatives of our
social life and the fact that we only ever exist at their limits at which we
are exposed to one another.
Ironically, however, the irst two stages are accommodated by the
public space, but the third drives him underground since the overlays of
difference that (dis)articulate identity have no ield for disclosure in the
social structure claustrophobically deined by ixed racial binaries. His
claim for differential structure of identity and for the slippage of its sig-
niication as constitutively American is suppressed, or literally “clubbed”
(572) down, by a reality produced through
the racial imperatives that
dictate social practice and totalize identity across its ield of differences.
Coniding in the reader as “an invisible man,” which “placed … [him]
in a hole,” the narrator concedes that “[o]nce you get used to it, the re-
ality is as irresistible as a club, and I was clubbed into the cellar before I
caught the hint. Perhaps that’s the way that it had to be…” (572).
What is “clubbed” underground, however, is the narrator’s challenge
to the regulatory law within which identity is constructed. It is a chal-
lenge that Bhabha,
in different but related terms, argues still lies ahead
of us
in conceiving of the time of political action and understanding as
opening up a space that can accept and regulate the differential
structure of the moment of intervention without rushing to produce
a unity of the social antagonism and contradiction.
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