"What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it."
To use Holden's words, The Catcher in The Rye was a book that "really knocked me out."
Often when we read books, we read them as an escape from the inherent issues of being a person. How nice is it to take a break from being yourself? However, Catcher doesn't let you sail away from your problems; it forces you to confront them.
To be quite frank, Holden Caulfield is far from someone whose shoes you'd like to be in. His flashback narration commences after he's been kicked out of Pencey Prep, a high-class, prestigious (and don't forget "phony") boarding school. After quarreling with his roomate, he decides to flee Pencey and stay in a hotel until he is expected to return home in a few days.
The rest of the plot is composed of Holden's "adventures" as he, an angst-ridden teen, fends for himself alone in New York City. However, if Catcher was judged on its plot alone, it wouldn't have nearly the critical acclaim that it does.
The Catcher in The Rye is a book of the mind.
Holden Caulfield embodies the insecurities, worries, and strife of mankind. We all have a bit of Holden in us. While some of us may be a bit more of a Holden than others, we all still have our doubts and need the simple reassurance that, yes, everything is going to be just fine. Holden is terribly misunderstood, yet aren't we all? I know with myself at least that I'm horrendous at articulating myself verbally, which causes me to come across to other people much differently than I actually am at times. If everyone is plagued with this frustration of not being able to effectively express ourselves, do we really know anyone at all, or do we only know our peers based on their skills of presenting themselves?
"I live in New York, and I was thinking about the lagoon in Central Park, down near Central Park South. I was wondering if it would be frozen over when I got home, and if it was, where did the ducks go? I was wondering where the ducks went when the lagoon got all icy and frozen over. I wondered if some guy came in a truck and took them away to a zoo or something. Or if they just flew away."
Humans are innately horrified of the unknown, and the biggest unknown is the future. Holden's future is up in the air. He has virtually nothing going for him, and when a potential opportunity presents itself, he throws it away. Although J.D. Salinger is sighing in his grave as I type this, it's generally agreed upon that when Holden asks about the ducks, and what happens to them, he's actually wondering, "What's going to happen to me? Am I going to be okay? Is there anyone out there who can help me?" Holden shows the scared, frightful doubts that exist in us all.
"I keep picturing all these little kids playing some game in this big field of rye and all. Thousands of little kids, and nobody’s around - nobody big, I mean - except me. And I’m standing on the edge of some crazy cliff. What I have to do, I have to catch everybody if they start to go over the cliff - I mean if they’re running and they don’t look where they’re going I have to come out from somewhere and catch them. That’s all I do all day. I’d just be the catcher in the rye and all. I know it’s crazy, but that’s the only thing I’d really like to be."
And here comes my favorite part. (Side Note: As nerdy as it may sound, I actually have the above quote and the entire page surrounding it memorized word for word... It's sort of a bizarre talent of mine to be able to recite random things that don't matter.) After pages and pages of Holden making a complete ass of himself, he has this "shining moment" when finally, he can show who he truly is: The Catcher in The Rye.
To be a Catcher in The Rye is to be a friend, a protector, a family member; anyone who is helping someone else.
I'm a Catcher in The Rye.
You are a Catcher in The Rye.
We all can accurately depict ourselves as Catchers in The Rye.
Helping others is the basis of mankind. Our species would never have progressed this far if it weren't for the small acts of kindness that occur every minute. Sure, humans also have a knack at making things suck sometimes, but the negatives in our lives aren't what matters, although it can be difficult to climb the mountains that life presents.
I know that Holden is a fictional character, but imagine if he were someone in your life who you interacted with daily. He'd probably be one of those people that we simply don't get along with; he can be obnoxious, he acts impulsively without thinking about long-term consequences, and he's occasionally violent. But, after a couple hundred page adventure with him, you start to realize that he's really not a bad guy, and all he wants is to help people; his actions just get very misinterpreted.
All in all, the world is a place fraught with miscommunication. It's inevitable. Even simple tasks like ordering food at a restaurant can cause exchange issues. However, when we all focus on being a "Catcher in The Rye," and having our priority be to make the world the best place that it can be for ourselves and those around us, then we can make sure that those ducks in Central Park won't freeze.