Dostoevsky and Eminem...I challenge you to argue that this is not the 21st century Underground Man rapping out his bars. First off, just as the UM was represented as post-reason, a super-conscious man obsessed and oppressed by the ridiculousness of living in a world governed by the hegemony of natural law, Eminem is a figure with just as much ridiculousness, a representation of the ruling rich white American culture's obsession with rap music, a music traditionally of the downtrodden and oppressed, but which Eminem completely perverts and spits back out into a caustic melee of parody, irony, anxiety, and even insanity. His album is full of instances of self-reference and existential dynamics. His Slim Shady-Eminem-Marshall Mathers merry-go-round of pesonalities, his violently ambulating attitude toward women, his obsession with existential guilt, his sado-masochism, and his self-proclaimed status as the embodiment of everything we as people hate about ourselves, everything we keep hidden from our everyday consciousness; these are all dished out and handled with an inveterate and caustic irony worthy of the UM...