Et in Arcadia Ego

Aye, I will make naught but snow and cold wind of the pacific parts and mighty hosts.

Verily, I say, here in Utopia, I am suzerain

Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies

I am winter, and while I'm here, all is Anareta.

Not even the peace of Arcadia, can stand against me.

The prosperity of the fields are grayed 

The graze of the cattle is ceased

The shepherds surrender to me, and the fields, cold and white and hard, are left untended.

Aye, an icey wasteland is this pastoral fantasy

Verily I say, here in Arcadia, I am suzerain

Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies

I am winter, and while I'm here, all is Anareta.

Not even the armies of Empires, can stand against me.

The oil of the engines is frozen

The troops devour the flesh of their horses

The very fiery passion that propelled them to make bloody steel in an odd land, is an extinguished flame

Aye, a martial joke is this esteemed company of conquerors.

Verily I say, here in Campus Martius, I am suzerain.

Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies

I am winter, and while I'm here, all is Anareta.

Not even the drive for freedom, can stand against me.

The fields bear nothing to reap

The colony perishes

The new world that was to allow men to eat the prosperous fruits of their labors, has eaten men alive.

Aye, a mere retrograde is this land of freedom

Verily I say, here in Columbia, I am suzerain

Vicariously, I live while the whole world dies

I am winter, and while I'm here, all is Anareta

Aye, but a small town shall bear forth a Divine Child, and He will welcome home the cold, lost, enslaved sheep with the panpipes of truth to the warm shade of the tree of life

Verily I say, there in the Heavens, He is King

Personally, He will die that my cold death will lose it's power over His People

He is Christ God, and to His reign there shall be no end.

Et in Arcadia Ego.

Aye, I will make naught but snow and cold wind of the pacific parts and mighty hosts.

Verily, I say, here in Utopia, I am suzerain

I am winter, and while I'm here, all is Anareta.

Not even the peace of Arcadia, can stand against me.

The prosperity of the fields are grayed 

The graze of the cattle is ceased

The shepherds surrender to me, and the fields, cold and white and hard, are left untended.

Aye, an icey wasteland is this pastoral fantasy

Verily I say, here in Arcadia, I am suzerain

I am winter, and while I'm here, all is Anareta.

Not even the armies of Empires, can stand against me.

The oil of the engines is frozen

The troops devour the flesh of their horses

The very fiery passion that propelled them to make bloody steel in an odd land, is an extinguished flame

Aye, a martial joke is this esteemed company of conquerors.

Verily I say, here in Campus Martius, I am suzerain.

I am winter, and while I'm here, all is Anareta.

Not even the drive for freedom, can stand against me.

The fields bear nothing to reap

The colony perishes

The new world that was to allow men to eat the prosperous fruits of their labors, has eaten men alive.

Aye, a mere retrograde is this land of freedom

Verily I say, here in Liberia, I am suzerain

I am winter, and while I'm here, all is Anareta

Aye, but a small town shall bear forth a Divine Child, and He will welcome home the cold, lost sheep.

Verily I say, there in the Heavens, He is King

He is Christ God, and He will destroy the power of cold death over his people.

The Initial Public Reception of J.D. Salinger's Novel "Catcher in the Rye"

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Initial Reaction:

Postive: 

It would be hard for anyone to deny the fact that the public's reaction to J.D. Salinger's novel was one of joy. Nash K. of The New York Times declared that it was "an unusually brilliant novel." One of the elements that make the novel so appealing is it's amazing description of the American teenager, as well as it's detailed description of New York in the 1950s. Paul Engle of the Chicago Tribune noted that the novel is “emotional without being sentimental, dramatic without being melodramatic, and honest without being simply obscene. According to Engle, it described an adolescent, in an emotional sense, and unlike most novels about adolescents did not use childish thoughts or common thoughts on youth and growing up. It is “engaging and believable, full of right observations and sharp insight, and a wonderful sort of grasp of how a boy can create his own world of fantasy and live forms.”

            Negative:

Despite widespread positive reception, the novel did indeed receive harsh criticism from certain sources on the basis that it was very obscene in it’s description of adolescent sexuality. It was banned from schools, libraries and bookstores, and such is true even today in certain communities. Due to it’s rejection, the novel has been thrown into the center of the debate of  the definition of the First Amendment of the United States Bill of Rights.

Current Reaction:

Today, the sentiment regarding the novel is generally positive. Because of it’s accurate description of even the American teenage experience, it is still used in schools as an educational tool. The fact that the novel’s main character, Holden Caulfield, is compared to such 19^th century characters as Huck Finn, and even Hamlet, should demonstrate it it’s amazing ability to describe themes central to the human emotional complex. President George H. W. Bush described the novel as a “marvelous book,” and it is among those books that inspire him. This should serve as clear evidence of the fact that the novel with it’s themes of individualism and creativity and the denunciation of rigid demands for conformity and quick rejection of one’s fellow man, will always serve as a inspirational and interesting piece of literature.

My hunting hat.

The thing that I think distinguishes me very well is my behavior in the presence of my friend Elijah Price. Elijah and I met last year on the day of the carnival, the first time that I remember seeing him. We spoke for a while at a the table in Billy Goats with some other friends of mine, and he kept mentioning a girl he wanted to take to homecoming, and I thought that when he said that he didn't have the courage to ask her it was kind of cute. After the carnival, I drove Elijah home, and we became acquainted. I said hi to him often when I saw him, but he was not a truly good friend of mine until the middle of winter of my freshman year, when I drove him home often. He was indeed a good friend of mine by this time, but certainly not a bestfriend. We continued to talk, but this year, our relationship became very strong. I have PE with him, and we talk a lot during that time. As well, I'm often with him and another friend during 9th period. One thing must be said for Elijah and I's friendship that characterizes it, and that is Elijah's humor and the presence of inside jokes. Like me, Elijah has a habit of saying things so amazingly unwonted that one may ignore his saying it. Those things I will not mention, but the insides can receive some mention. This Friday, we sat in the piano room with three other friends, including Sarai, and after Elijah played a theme on the piano, my friend Will called it a "raw beat". "Raw beat" rhymes with "raw meat", something important in one of our inside jokes. This caused Elijah and I to burst with laughter. The room might've wondered what we were laughing at, and we did explain it to them. Saturday, Bryce, Anthony, Elijah and I went iceskating alongside a horde of freshmen. Elijah was very angry at the amount of freshmen, and while we were in The Bean taking photos, he began to jump whenever he saw a camera flash in his refusal to appear in any of the photos of the event. Anthony and I staggered about with laughter, to the point that I had tears streaming down my face. Elijah's very behavior that night caused me to laugh hysterically; he hated being around these ninth graders, and there were issues even getting him into the food eateries that they were in. I had a great night with Elijah. He is someone that I am happy to have met.