
Rumors that Jack Kerouac was on Benzedrine while writing this book don't surprise me at all, as I found out he wrote the whole thing in something like three weeks from journal entries and such. Kerouac himself claims he wasn't on anything except caffeine (in coffee form, I believe, not, you know, grinding up caffeine pills and snorting them or anything). Knowing as I do how tripped out people can get on caffeine, I guess I wouldn't be surprised if that really was the only stimulant he used. But he was definitely on something, because this book is crazy.

Not to bring up Salinger again, but since Kerouac and Salinger were writing at the same time and had some similar experiences with the war and Buddhism, it's hard not to compare them in some way. Though Holden is a lot younger than Sal and was never in the war, both characters are totally disillusioned and frustrated with the previous generation. You won't see a lot of older people in On The Road, and the few that are present (like Sal's aunt) are on the fringes.
The main difference between the two of them is that Sal is always surrounded by people. As in the scene where Dean and Carlo are talking about everything they're thinking, he might not be interacting, but they are still there and reach out to him from time to time.

But now that's way too much on Salinger again. Back to Kerouac. I think On The Road is the answer to what all American heroes have been searching for since Huck Finn. Most American heroes want to go West, always West, and Sal does that -- he travels from New Jersey to Denver to San Francisco and back more times than I could keep track of. And I love how America seems too small, finally, for Sal and Dean, so they drive through Mexico, considering Mexico City the "end of the road."
NEXT: A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
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