Franny sectioned
Scottie Bowman (rbowman@indigo.ie)
Sat, 31 Jul 1999 07:12:18 +0100
'... Until JD Salinger shows up on my doorstep with the answer ...'
But, Anna, even when - to your lifelong amazement - you open
the door & find that elderly grey face, smiling, anguished, telling
you you were mistaken it won't make a damned bit of difference.
As the francophiliacs of the list - in their hundreds - will remind
you: what the writer intended or thinks he intended or thinks
he remembers intending is of microsopic interest.
Your interpretation is every bit as valuable as the next chap's.
If Franny's pregnant as far as you're concerned then Franny's pregnant.
And to hell with Salinger.
Stick with it, baby. Don't take no shit. From no white man.
Scottie B.