היה לכם אי פעם יום כזה? שעה כזו? שפשוט הרגשתם שאף אחד לא מתייחס אליכם בשיט, שכל מה שאתם אומרים או כותבים או לא יודע מה, פשוט מתנדף? שאף אחד לא שם לב? טובנו, נקווה שיעבור.
מהצהריים של אותו יום הרגשתי ממש בלתי נראה. כלומר, יש את הבלתי נראה הרגיל, של ביצפר, ויש את הבלתי נראה של האנשים שאני כן מדבר איתם. וסתם, הרגשתי שמתעלמים ממני לגמרי. אבל עבר. נראה לי.
את השיר "מר צלופן" מהסרט "שיקגו". זה היה אחד השירים היותר מרגשים בסרט... והוא היה מה זה לא שקוף שם!!
If someone stood up in a crowd And raised his voice up way out loud And waved his arm And shook his leg You'd notice him If someone in the movie show Yelled "fired in the second row, This whole place is a powder keg!" You'd notice him And even without clucking like a hen Everyone gets noticed, now and then, Unless, of course, that person it should be Invisible, inconsequential me! Cellophane Mister cellophane Should have been my name Mister cellophane 'cause you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I'm there! I tell ya Cellophane Mister cellophane Should have been my name Mister cellophane 'cause you can look right through me walk right by me And never know I'm there. . . Suppose you was a little cat Residin' in a person's flat Who fed you fish and scratched your ears? You'd notice him Suppose you was a woman wed And sleepin' in a double bed beside one man for seven years You'd notice him A human being's made of more that air With all that bulk , you're bound to see him there Unless that human bein' next to you Is unimpressive, undistinguished You know who. . . Should have been my name Mister cellophane 'cause you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I'm there I tell ya Cellophane Mister cellophane Should have been my name Mister cellophane 'cause you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I'm there Never even know I'm there