Monday, September 16, 2013

Good grief, get over yourself

Paramour of Erskine … uh, Holden Caulfield (doing time as J.D. Salinger) still boo-hooing over … something.

“I was 18 when he wrote to me in the irresistible voice of Holden Caulfield, though he was 53 at the time. Within months I left school to live with Salinger; gave up my scholarship; severed relationships with friends; disconnected from my family; forswore all books, music, food and ideas not condoned by him. At the time, I believed I’d be with Jerry Salinger forever. “

“Jerry.” Ah, yes. The closeness of here’s $100, now be on your way.

http://www.nytimes.com/2013/09/15/opinion/sunday/was-salinger-too-pure-for-this-world.html?smid=pl-share&_r=0

A couple of things I can (in my own smugness) brag about – I never watched an episode of Seinfeld, and I never read Catcher in the Rye. Both nevers have a single reason: Too many people talked and/or wrote about how great Seinfeld/Catcher were. Way too many people. Catcher was the epitomical story of Every Boy Passing into Manhood. I didn’t need anybody else’s story. Also on never watching Seinfeld – he is not funny. He is, however, overwhelmingly all Me, Myself & I, the man for whom mirror was invented.


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