Here's to you Mr. Salinger

"That's the whole trouble. You can't ever find a place that's nice and peaceful, because there isn't any. You may think there is, but once you get there, when you're not looking, somebody'll sneak up and write "Fuck you" right under your nose." ~Holden Caulfield

The disgraceful exploitation of J.D. Salinger is eerily reminiscent of the tombstone Holden imagines for himself: It'll say "Fuck you." I'm positive.


The news of J.D. Salinger's death was sad enough, but works posthumously published against his wishes would be tragic, and indeed a big F-you to the beloved author (whether or not he loved us back is not the issue at hand).


Now that he's dead, the litigious Mr. Salinger doesn't stand a chance against the vultures now circling as they prepare to gluttonously tear into his cherished works.

I'm sorry to disagree with Salinger's Franny, but everything everybody is doing (at least those involved in the race to capitalize on and cheapen the literary results of Mr. Salinger's genius) is wrong, mean, and stupid. But she was right about one thing, it is indeed quite "sad-making."

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