I CAN relate, though it seems that the whine that leaks from this book may never have a cork big enough to stop it. This enlightening and terribly sane novel is but a taste of the true feats man is able to endure. The inabilty to make life palatable is not a hindrance but more an acceptance of this futile, tasteless and grossly humorous mental reality. I relate to the "Underground" character because prose used to develope the picturesque view of existentialism is ambiguous. The ambiguity involved is both my vice and crutch to existence. It imparts flavor on my truth and puts my farthest from others views. DRIII