J.D. Salinger died about two weeks ago.
Some of my colleagues were talking about it over e-mail.
I can't really say I have any significant thoughts on the matter.
It's entirely possible that I could lose a Jeopardy question in answer to "The author of Catcher in the Rye."
Never read it. I hear its about teenagers, but I couldn't even tell you the plot.
For all I know, it's about a delicatessen with aspirations to make it to the major leagues.
My hopeful fear or perhaps fearful hope is that most experts are as equally ignorant of their field outside of their specializations.

Or at least know someone who has that as her specialty to pick up the slack. I've read Catcher twice, and I still don't like it. It's about a teenage boy who gets kicked out of prep school and spends four days wandering around NYC cursing a lot and meeting up with a hooker, trying to find peace before ending up in a mental institution. (Of course, there's more than that, but that's the nutshell version.)
Posted by: Lindsay | February 14, 2010 at 10:07 AM
I think I preferred my version about the delicatessen with athletic ambitions...
Posted by: Peter Terp | February 14, 2010 at 04:32 PM