When I was 16 years old El Guardián entre el Centeno was assigned to me as a home-reading assignment,
and to be honest, I did not fully understand the message behind it. Maybe I was
too young or maybe I did not take it seriously (most probably), but now that I
am older, I can appreciate the masterpiece that is in front of my eyes.
When I first started reading The Catcher in the Rye I thought “This
seems familiar” and it was not until I had read the first 15 or 20 pages that I
realized that they were the same book (I have issues with translations,
apparently). I remembered vaguely the story, but as the book went on and on I was
engaged with the novel and the “teacher part of me” only wanted to help Holden
through his journey.
The journey that Holden describes all along the
book is more than just one rebel boy who is mad about life. If you slow down a
minute to think what is the protagonist is going through, you will realize that
he is desperate about companionship, affection and understanding and even
though he tries to find it from different people, no one seems to give him what
we really wants… what he really needs. On his way to NYC Holden finds his first
listener outside school, this is Mrs. Morrow, but as we can see later, the
conversation between them develops oddly, and he stars lying compulsively to
his classmate’s mother, he cannot stop doing it, and as the time passes, he not
only lies about Ernest, but also lies about himself.
"Then I started to read the timetable I
had in my pocket. Just to stop lying. Once I get started, I can go for hours if
I feel like it. No kidding. Hours." Holden, p. 59
At first you could
think that his lies are told to please Mrs. Morrow and to picture her a different
reality about his jerk son, let’s say that he is trying to make her a favor
somehow. But soon the lies are about him, as a way to escape from an
uncomfortable situation. That is no good, Holden, no good. He seems to lie
compulsively to cover his own mistaken life choices and how he has failed to be
what the society expects him to be.
If we keep in mind that
he is a troubles teenager, we could understand his behavior. At the end of the
day all teenagers lie, some more than other, but them all lie. But the most
interesting thing here is that Holden is constantly calling everybody a “phony”
and judges people about their behavior and way of thought, a good example of
this is how we criticizes Robert Ackley for being unhygienic or hoy he judges Stradlater
for what Holden thinks he did with Jane. But, as I said before isn’t it curious
that he calls everybody a phony when he is the one who lies the most all over
the novel? Peter J. Seng seems to get this idea too, when he states:
It might be said that Holden's chief fault is
his failure "to connect" (to use Forster's phrase); he hates lies,
phoniness, pretense, yet these are often his own sins. (Seng,205)
Holden thinks that all
adults, or relatively mature people, have lost their innocence and that they
are living a fake life, but here he is the only one who is pretending to live a
life that is not his own. He makes up stories and lies about his life constantly
and that only shows how lonely he is, and how he desperately needs help. Needs
someone who listens to him, someone who can understand him and see the true
reasons behind his problems at school or with his parents. But that “someone” is
nowhere to be found.
I had all my hopes in
Mr. Antolini, but of course that he couldn’t do much to help a boy who was lost
in the reality that he thought was real. Holden ends up escaping from Mr.
Antolini’s apartment and not taking his advice seriously. In this chapter we
see how Holden’s mind is disturbed, how he thinks in a very trange way. How he
makes a big deal about Mr. Antolini touching him , how he talks to his dead
brother, and how he thinks crazy things as he walks. We can see these nonsense
thoughts in the next quote:
“Every time I came to the end of a
block and stepped off the goddam curb, I had this feeling that I'd never get to
the other side of the street. I thought I'd just go down, down, down, and
nobody'd ever see me again. Boy, did it scare me. You can't imagine. I started
sweating like a bastard--my whole shirt and underwear and everything. Then I
started doing something else. Every time I'd get to the end of a block I'd make
believe I was talking to my brother Allie. I'd say to him, "Allie, don't
let me disappear. Allie, don't let me disappear. Allie, don't let me disappear.
Please, Allie." And then when I'd reach the other side of the street
without disappearing, I'd thank him” (Holden Caulfield)
After all, what can we expect from a narrator
who is having some psychiatrist issues? He is not a reliable narrator at all,
since he always tells the story from his point of view (obviously) and he seems
to have no objectivity when telling any story. Probably all this inappropriate touching
from Mr. Antolini wan not such and he just made it up in his mind.
The way I see it is that he is trying to
justify his actions through stories that have a little bit of extra (and
made-up) information, so he can do whatever his twisted and immature mind tells
him to do. That is a little bit what we all do when we want to escape from
reality and we negotiate the truth in our mind to feel better about certain
actions. This is why I think that we all have a little bit of Holden inside us,
and that is no completely wrong, as long as we keep it to a minimal expression.
References:
- Salinger, J.D. (1951). The Catcher in the Rye.
- Seng, P (1961) The Fallen Idol: The Immature World of Holden Caulfield