I Really Mean It!!

The Catcher in the Rye, or The Rye in the Catcher, or the rye catcher in the. . .
Well it took me about a million years to finish this book, I really mean it, I've been at it all summer. This book was a real pain in the ass, I really mean it, if you'd been reading it you'd think the same thing. I'm certain I been black listed for buying it, I'm not kidding, according to Mel Gibson I'm under government surveillance over it. Had I know I'd have paid cash but I haven't carried cash for million year, I'll tell ya I really haven't. Supposedly there's conspiracy and intrigue surrounding this novel but I don't care enough to look it up at the moment, I really don't. If somebody already knew the intrigue they could feel free to post it for me, I mean if they really knew or felt inclined. If no one gets around to it I'm certain I don't care and I'll show you by posting about it myself if I get motivated. I haven't been motivated for about a century, I really haven't, not since I was 11. I mean don't hold your breath if I don't get a post about the intrigue up first thing in the morning, I mean it don't.
For tonight I'll just sum the book. Like I said it's taken me a long time so I haven't read the thing as a whole, but in pieces. I have a feeling one could read a lot into the different parts and find deeper meaning. Yet this is all I managed to scrounge up.
At first young Holden drove me nuts on and on and round and round he rambled, never saying anything yet always trying to convince me he had. Never really feeling or meaning anything, but he always had to tell me he had. Then I finally figured out what the image on the cover was, a merry go round horse. Here I realized I was being taken for a ride. Like a merry go round Holden was taking me up and down and round and round in circles but we weren't going anywhere and at the end we were back to where we started. But as the gentle rise and fall of a neurotic mind rocked me like rolling ocean waves, I began to like ole Holden, but not too much, I really mean it. . . I'm sure his little sister is symbolic of his humanity which pulls him back from the brink of endless wandering (no doubt in his own mind) His hunting hat certainly represents something as well but I didn't pay enough attention to put my finger on a real idea. Overall it was not a bad read but definitely not a barn burner. I'm sure if you dug into expecting to find shiny nuggets of symbolic randomness one might be able to have their attention held for a noticeable amount of time. I'll admit I didn't give this book all I could have but I don't feel guilty about that, I'm not sure it deserved it in the first place. I really don't.

(This is the picture on the copy I have(I figured the first fit better with my overall critique))