I had to familiarize myself with some of the allusions in Zooey, which got me to thinking about how nice it would be to have a hypertext version of Salinger's works. However, combining his litigation happy attitude with his well-advertised dislike of academics, I don't see that happening anytime in the foreseeable future.
"Zooey" - Paragraph 1:
The facts at hand presumably speak for themselves, but a trifle more vulgarly, I suspect, than facts even usually do. As a counterbalance, then, we begin with that everfresh and exciting odium: the author's formal introduction. The one I have in mind not only is wordy and earnest beyond my wildest dreams but is, to boot, rather excruciatingly personal. If, with the right kind of luck, it comes off, it should be comparable in effect to a compulsory guided tour through the engine room, with myself, as guide, leading the way in an old one-piece Jantzen bathing suit.
