![]() ![]() But even if it doesn’t, I think there’s still much to appreciate about Franny and Zooey. While the core essence of her complaint is a purity test of hypocritical proportions, if it vibes, it vibes. And the worst part is, if you go bohemian or something crazy like that, you’re conforming just as much as everybody else, only in a different way. But just so tiny and meaningless and–sad-making. ![]() Everything everybody does is so–I don’t know–not wrong, or even mean, or even stupid necessarily. Or taken an apartment in New York and worked for a magazine or an advertising company. ![]() I mean if he were a girl–somebody in my dorm, for example–he’d have been painting scenery in some stock company all summer. If you are in that state of mind, in which Franny’s attacks against the posers and phonies are simply better enunciated versions of your internal monologue, then Salinger doesn’t need justifying. ![]() Otherwise, the blows bounce off and you end thinking that he’s “Positive Thinking for the upper middle classes, as Double Your Energy and Live Without Fatigue for Sarah Lawrence girls.” You have to be in a certain state of mind for Salinger to hit you. Thomas Jiang About Me Projects Writings Notes ![]()
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