Isa's wednesday post

This Underground Man has a constant push-pull. He pities the men he looks down upon yet he envies them. He shows pride in his knowledge yet he feels weakness in it a well. The contradictions could be a result of conflicting ideologies or a result of his blessing/curse; he sees every side to every argument. In this chapter, the underground man speaks about man's fixation with revenge. He once again scoff's at the common man's explanation for "needing" revenge. Man can convince anything is right as long as it fits his agenda. It is similar to the way in which man create their walls and will never let go of  their "loyalty" to the wall. As I continue reading, I can't help feeling sorry for this narrator, much in the way the narrator pities the people who see so much less than he. This man does not even have the excuse of laziness for his lack of action. Simply, he is driven to do nothing for he knows every advantage and disadvantage of a situation. To live with such certainty, and lack of spontaneity would strike me as maddening. It is almost an artificial way of living, which is so ironic since the Underground Man holds so many answers, even answers to enlightenment.