JD Salinger is dead.
I never overly internalized Catcher in the Rye, but I remember the future English majors of the world carrying it around high school for two years straight so everyone could tell they'd read it.
Somehow, the book really affected one guy I knew and he became a little 'fuck all' for a while - sitting outside his ex-girlfriend's house watching her comings and goings, giving lectures to adults about love, breaking up every drinking (or other similar ingestant) session to remind us of his existantialist state...you know, the usual.
He'd even meet chicks and along with his name, he'd tack that shit on: "Hello, I'm Scott, I'm an existentialist."
As far as we could tell, that maneuver worked zero times! 
So, JD, I'll raise a glass of rye and toast to your lasting appeal to teenage boy readers and keep wondering what the fuss was all about.
The best part of Catcher in the Rye? It lead to the writing of King Dork!
JD Salinger is dead.
I never overly internalized Catcher in the Rye, but I remember the future English majors of the world carrying it around high school for two years straight so everyone could tell they'd read it.
Somehow, the book really affected one guy I knew and he became a little 'fuck all' for a while - sitting outside his ex-girlfriend's house watching her comings and goings, giving lectures to adults about love, breaking up every drinking (or other similar ingestant) session to remind us of his existantialist state...you know, the usual.
He'd even meet chicks and along with his name, he'd tack that shit on: "Hello, I'm Scott, I'm an existentialist."
As far as we could tell, that maneuver worked zero times!
So, JD, I'll raise a glass of rye and toast to your lasting appeal to teenage boy readers and keep wondering what the fuss was all about.
The best part of Catcher in the Rye? It lead to the writing of King Dork!