Emily+Morris+Catcher+Letter+to+the+Editor

To whom it may concern: I may be a liar, but I'm one of many. In fact, you'd be hard pressed to find one honest being on this goddamn campus. It's one big illusion, an illusion the wealthy shell out all their cash for to keep up their image of wealth. Where are these "splendid, clear-thinking young men" Pencey's allegedly been churning out since the 19th century? Snapping towels in the showers? ostracizing the nonathletic such as myself? Polishing themselves off into clean, handsome boys in their messy dorms with their filthy razors? Some //grand// young men. Sure, Pencey probably looks pretty slick from the outside. The glossy, polo-themed advertisements. The approving nods of parents as their boys report steak dinners. But it's fake. All fake. I've never seen one goddamn horse in my time here. Never have I sat down to some gourmet meal, either. Let's be honest: we're all liars. Sincerely, Rudolf Schmit