OF THE BABY NAME JAY
Clay Jensen returns home from school to find a strange package with his name on it lying on his porch. Inside he discovers several cassette tapes recorded by Hannah Baker - his classmate and crush - who committed suicide two weeks earlier. Hannah's voice tells him that there are thirteen reasons why she decided to end her life. Clay is one of them. If he listens, he'll find out why. Clay spends the night crisscrossing his town with Hannah as his guide. He becomes a firsthand witness to Hannah's pain, and learns the truth about himself-a truth he never wanted to face. Thirteen Reasons Why is the gripping, addictive international bestseller that has changed lives the world over. It's an unrelenting modern classic.
Jay Gatsby is the titular character of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s 1925 classic novel, The Great Gatsby. (We like to think of him in the persona of Robert Redford in the 1972 movie of the same name.) Gatsby is a self-made man in the great American tradition – Jimmy Gatz from a poor Midwestern family reinvents himself and becomes the iconic tycoon who pursues the dream of wealth and beauty, as personified in Daisy Buchanan, his one-time love who spurned him for one of her own class. Jay Gatsby makes his own millions by connections with the underworld, buys his own mansion on the wealthy enclave of “West Egg” (read Long Island) and begins his odyssey after the married, shallow Daisy. While she plays with his affections, Daisy has no intentions of leaving her iron-clad class of privilege and, ultimately, is responsible for Jay’s ignominious death at the hands of Daisy’s husband’s lover’s jealousy crazed-widower. Enough sixth degrees of separation for you? Not, apparently, for the poor Jay. His is the story of misplaced love, misplaced devotion, misplaced loyalty and, finally, misplaced intentions. Down he goes to death in his never-used swimming pool, floating toward nowhere in never-ending large and lazy circles, scarcely thought of ever again, mourned by few, remembered by fewer, and destined to be an ideological symbol of thwarted American ideals. But we remember him, and even as we do, and even as we hesitate to condone his lifestyle, we know, deep inside, that he represents, still, something fine and golden about us that cannot be recalled.