When you consider the absolute avalanche of rubbish over the past week or two - from my own senile flatulence on the one hand to the generalised infantile hyperemesis on the other - isn't it rather obvious that, on this list, enthusiasm can be generated for almost any topic under the sun EXCEPT the writing of JD Salinger? It's like belonging to a church where the clap-happy Christians will play you their guitars & tambourines, campaign for gay rights, sell you holidays to the Dead Sea, enlist Christers for Clinton - do virtually anything to avoid a consideration of the words & life of Jesus of Nazareth. Maybe the time has come to admit honestly that, for most of us here, he's really an extinct volcano whose modest oeuvre has now been wrung dry of all further possible comment. Scottie B.