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Ode To Holden Caulfield

Ode to Holden Caulfield I'm not even going to mention that term you scattered so ubiquitously throughout your memoir It's pretentious to bring it up, like I'm trying to prove something I mean, why would anyone who claims to be a so-called devotee fall into the trap of perpetuating the hypocrisy you so profusely railed against Your fierce, but misplaced and naive attempts at integrity fall short everywhere … but in that field … and on the edge of that cliff f f That is where you find yourself and your genuine purpose You save the innocent from corruption That is a noble cause That is where, despite your upbringing and your awkward attempts at acculturation, you find an escape That is where, despite your prodigious flaws and your insolence to all that is holy, you find redemption OK. I'll say it – Everyone is a phony. But the real phonies are the ones who don't even know it Like Stradlater in the back of Ed Banky's car

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