Goddamn
J.D. Salinger
So J.D. Salinger has resurfaced, this time to file suit to keep a stupid sounding book from being published by a stupid sounding man. An improbably named fellow calling himself J.D. California has written a tome he calls “60 Years Later: Coming Through The Rye” – and if it’s anywhere near as bad as the title then it’s so awful as to be beneath ridicule. Anyhow, dude is intent on publishing the thing, forcing Mr. Salinger to tune back into the rest of the world just long enough to tell the guy to fuck off.
And even though I normally side with copyright breakers rather than enforcers, in this case I’m siding with my old man Jerome. You just don’t cross the boss and somethings can only be ruined, not improved.
Anyhow, this probably wouldn’t make him happy either, but here’s a Salinger story you’ve probably never read. It’s called Hapworth 16, 1924, it was published in the New Yorker in June 1965 but has never received a proper publishing in a collection, despite repeated rumours it may happen one day. Enjoy.
And please forgive me J.D.
Tags: douchebags, Salinger