Too many phonies

this blog is for the real ones.

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Haugrud Reiff, Raychel. J.D. Salinger: the Catcher in the Rye and Other [works]. Tarrytown, NY: Marshall Cavendish Benchmark, 2008. Google Books. Web. 21 Oct. 2011. 

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Dear Brother,

I’m writing you a blog post, to tell you many things. You’ve got so much to learn, and you insist on being the catcher in the Rye. Keep kids safe from growing up, but why are you so scared of growing up? You always lie to people, you’re a compulsive liar and I worry about you. You were kicked out of Pencey, just like the other schools, and I want you to know that I miss Allie too. I miss the conversations you had, where I would listen and occasionally chime in. I miss the both of you. Without you home, and D.B. gone, and Allie.. well.. dead.. it’s lonely. I’ve got friends and mom and dad, but they leave me here sometimes. They leave me here alone. Remember when I decided to go with you? When I decided to run with you? I did that because I knew you needed me, and truth be told, I needed you too. I’m happy you came home with me, and that now you’re getting help. Holden, you deserve every ounce of help you can get. You deserve to be happy. We all do, and if Allie were here, he wouldn’t want you to be so sad.(204)

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He had a great sense of humor until the end.. Allie always did make us laugh. He laughed so hard that he would fall out of his chair at the dinner table. He had a damn good sense of humor and a smile that lit up every damn room he entered. I feel like it’s been forever. Mom is distant, I feel awful for her. I’m scared to see how she will react when she finds out that I’ve been kicked out of Pencey Prep. It was for poor grades this time, and part of me thinks that Allie would be disappointed if he were still here. Phoebe would be too. I’m not too upset, I don’t think. Pencey is full of a bunch of phonies. Plain and simple, but I do sort of like some of the guys there, I’ll admit. They’ve grown on me in small amounts. Like Ackley kid, I hate him. He’s so annoying, and I damn well know that, but he has his quirks. Then there’s Stradlater, lousy Stradlater… I guess he isn’t such an awful guy once you room with him for so long. Except, he’s with Jane.. the hotshot didn’t even know her name. He’s so full of himself that he didn’t even know the name of the girl he was dating. He called her Jean. He doesn’t even care about her. (229)

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"I know he's dead! [...] Just because somebody's dead, you don't just stop liking them".

-pg.171

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Last night, Allie died of leukemia. When mom told me, I couldn’t believe it. I was so angry, so aggressive, so god damned upset. Everything became a blur. The next thing I knew, my fucking hand was aching and covered in blood, and glass was shattered all over my shoes. Mom was upset, very upset. More distraught really than anything. I know she feels awful, I’m scared she’ll never get over this. Hell, I’m not sure that I’ll ever get over this. I don’t think he’s dead. Allie was just a kid, kids don’t die this young, right? When I get out of this hospital, he’ll be there to reprimand me for injuring my hand, won’t he? We’ll sit together at the dinner table again, and he’ll laugh so hard that he falls out of his chair, just like he’s done before. He’ll finally explain those god damn silly poems he scribbled all over his baseball glove, and we’ll be able to talk and laugh like we always do. Won’t we?Allie is so innocent. He’s just a child. The smartest damn kid I ever met. Smarter than the rest of us. Mom says I’m missing his funeral right now because I’m in here for my hand. I say that she’s a liar. Allie will be here any moment. I just know it. Won’t he? (236)

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