Subject: Re: Consummations
AntiUtopia@aol.com
Date: Fri Feb 18 2000 - 00:12:42 EST
In a message dated 2/17/00 11:42:49 PM Eastern Standard Time,
invertedforest@angelfire.com writes:
<< Try to picture it this way. Nabokov's bird is one creature when it heads
towards the window - one bird with one intention. Yet when it hits the
window, it becomes two beasts, one living, one dead, one spirit and one
flesh. One is Buddy, and one is Seymour.
---
Louise Z. Brooks >>
The question is still the same, though. What leads us to finally answer Yes
has nothing to do with art, love affairs, or parenting. We only participate
in those meaningfully out of a Yes we have already found elsewhere. Or we
participate in those meaningfully in search of the answer.
I think the person who hits the glass and dies is the one who has looked for
Yes and couldn't find it. Seymour is ultimately a failed personality.
Salinger's other fiction supports this judgment. Holden needed to learn not
to run away, Franny needed to learn to see Christ in all the fat ladies.
Seymour just couldn't cut it.
Buddy, though more pedestrian, may be more admirable. If, of course, he
could ever find something to write about besides Seymour.
There's more than one way to kill yourself. Some just take more guts than
others.
Jim
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