bonovox66 wrote:I love this book. I use to read it every year around Christmas time. The visual imagery in this book is untouched by any other. I can almost smell Rockerfeller Center. I know its not a Christmas-y book, but for some strange reason it makes me think of Christmas.
I think a lot of young people can relate to Holden, just as a lot of young people can relate to Vonnegut's works. When you grow up, you begin to see the contradiction that is Holden. He was a man that hated phonies, but in many ways was one himself. He was his own worse enemy.
As for the psycho assasins, I just don't think they got the point. Holden was only truly himself when it came to his sister. He had a deep love for family, and secretly just wanted to be at peace. He was tired of all the stupid teenage angst stuff. Even though he himself was full of angst.
I think I'm just babbling now....
But yeah, love this book.
you're completely right! Maybe people of a disturbed mind looked to the book for answers and don't find them because essentially Holden is a decent guy who loves his family. There's too much tenderness and love towards his family to satisfy the man who looks to the book for justification for his terrible actions.
Salinger is basically saying that teenagers can be obnoxious little brats, but it doesn't really matter because that's all they are - teenagers. And if you can't be an obnoxious brat as a teenager - and learn from it - what can you do?
Don't let lowlifes like Mark David Chapman ruin a fantastic novel