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Urgh. Why did you have to be the first person to announce this news to me?! Now I'll always be reminded of LR when contemplating JD Salinger's literary genius.
Do any of the guys here actually know how to read a book? Will the wonders ever cease?
crummy. stradlater. diry razor. ducks. sunny. I read the thing 30 years ago and I remember so much.
Honestly, his books were what got me into reading very quality literature. He made me love reading.
I remember reading CITR, and then immediately going to the used book store to buy everything else he had written. I consumed so much Salinger that year.
He was like the Bret Easton Ellis of the 50's... only much better.
"very quality literature" ? And it took you a whole year to read the rest of what he published? Yikes.
Linganope wrote:
Honestly, his books were what got me into reading very quality literature. He made me love reading.
I remember reading CITR, and then immediately going to the used book store to buy everything else he had written. I consumed so much Salinger that year.
He was like the Bret Easton Ellis of the 50's... only much better.
Hey Now wrote:
"very quality literature" ? And it took you a whole year to read the rest of what he published? Yikes.
Pretentious much?
Hey Now wrote:
"very quality literature" ? And it took you a whole year to read the rest of what he published? Yikes.
You must have failed reading comprehension. I will not hold that against you, my dear LetsRun friend.
People never notice anything.
DICK HEAD WAS A MAN... wrote:
Hey Now wrote:"very quality literature" ? And it took you a whole year to read the rest of what he published? Yikes.
Pretentious much?
All morons hate it when you call them a moron.
Sic transit gloria mundi, with Linganope leading the charge.
Linganope wrote:
Hey Now wrote:"very quality literature" ? And it took you a whole year to read the rest of what he published? Yikes.
You must have failed reading comprehension. I will not hold that against you, my dear LetsRun friend.
alltogether wrote:
All morons hate it when you call them a moron.
Must be why you felt the need to respond.
I'd say something nice about JDS, but he'd probably think I was a phony.
Little Ol Me wrote:
Will the wonders ever cease?
It's "will wonders NEVER cease."
Holden was a spoiled punk who needed nothing but a good ass kicking. I do love Phoebe
"The Catcher in the Rye" is overrated. It didn't take long before I wished Holden were real and in front of me so I could punch him in the face.
I don't even know what I was running for - I guess I just felt like it.
DICK HEAD WAS A MAN... wrote:
alltogether wrote:All morons hate it when you call them a moron.
Must be why you felt the need to respond.
Those were Salinger's words, my friend, not mine.
Over Rated n awful wrote:
"The Catcher in the Rye" is overrated. It didn't take long before I wished Holden were real and in front of me so I could punch him in the face.
If it evoked that kind of emotion it must have been a good book.
I have never read "The Catcher in the Rye" but have been wanting to for quite awhile now. Just never got around to it. Maybe this would be the perfect time to get off my ass, buy the book and read it.
jo ho wrote:
If it evoked that kind of emotion it must have been a good book.
No. It is repetitive and unreadable.
Seymour'd told me to shine my shoes just as I was going out the door with Waker. I was furious. The studio audience were all morons, the announcer was a moron, the sponsors were morons, and I just damn well wasn't going to shine my shoes for them, I told Seymour. I said they couldn't see them anyway, where we sat. He said to shine them anyway. He said to shine them for the Fat Lady. I didn't know what the hell he was talking about, but he had a very Seymour look on his face, and so I did it. He never did tell me who the Fat Lady was, but I shined my shoes for the Fat Lady every time I ever went on the air again — all the years you and I were on the program together, if you remember. I don't think I missed more than just a couple of times. This terribly clear, clear picture of the Fat Lady formed in my mind. I had her sitting on this porch all day, swatting flies, with her radio going full-blast from morning till night. I figured the heat was terrible, and she probably had cancer, and — I don't know. Anyway, it seemed goddam clear why Seymour wanted me to shine my shoes when I went on the air.