Today I am thankful for book thievery and comments made anonymously on the pages of novels.
I never returned my copy of Catcher in the Rye to my teacher because 1. I forgot 2. I did not like this teacher, and so I decided that I didn’t want to go and drop said book off and 3. It’s a damn good book and I really enjoyed it.
One of the things about this copy is a past student had written comments in it. These comments were very lengthy and intelligent. But also silly. They mentioned inside jokes and friends, they even wrote down a phone number with an area code from a state on the other side of the country. The thing I love about this is that I have no idea who this person is. What gender they are, what race they are, what religion they practice, political beliefs, sexual orientation, what their favorite t shirt is, or what their name is. And no one who reads the copy will ever figure it out. All that is remains is this persons thoughts and no one can pass judgement on a pre conceived whim after meeting this person because they never will.
I like to think this person wrote in the book to be a rebel against society, but did not want to do any permanent damage on the world.