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Friday, January 29, 2010

Hiding from Fame, Setting Gerry up for Another Big Fall


The AP asks, "What's in J.D. Salinger's Safe?"

I'm deeply disturbed by the question because I fear it can only lead to Geraldo Rivera, a work crew, and a live TV special. On the plus side, the schadenfreude would be even sweeter this second time around.

(Unrelated question: Am I really one of the very few who is annoyed by Catcher in the Rye? It's one of those books that everyone is expected to fawn over, but I just can't do it. One of the 100 best English-language novels of the 20th Century? Really? According to Time Magazine, yes. According to me, no freakin' way. Portnoy's Complaint (also on Time's list, sadly) leaves me similarly weary: the constant bitching and moaning of the two books' narrators is too much for me to overcome.)