Medway Exiles Club

Salinger's dead.

I shrug and move on. I read Catcher in the Rye and was left utterly unmoved. Maybe I read it too late; I was in my twenties. These things can make a difference. All the same I found it boring, self-indulgent and inconsequential. I guess in that sense it accurately reflects its origins. Who could expect a baby-boomer novel to be anything but a teenager's inelegant, inarticulate ecdysis?

Nothing against Salinger, mind. He seems to have been a decent guy. I just don't like his book much.