Holden went to visit his brother D.B

DB was a screenwriter.

Holden some say went mad
because the only myths he had presnted to him were those created by his brother.
and all his brothers friends in Hollywood.

"we have made false idols
golden calves
out of the selective few who are both charsmatic and in the upper 3 % percent of those graced with physical beauty," Holden said.
Sitting across the table from his brother,who prentended to listen to "this madman" he wished would leave..
"Perhaops you would fell better at a hotel Holden" D.B said handing his brother some cash from his billfold