Wednesday, April 11, 2007


Smitty grabs the point for the writer. And what a writer, creator of "Slaughterhouse-Five" and 13 other novels.

Vonnegut suffered brain injuries in a fall several weeks ago. The New York Times has the obit for history. A few grafs:
Like Mark Twain, Mr. Vonnegut used humor to tackle the basic questions of human existence: Why are we in this world? Is there a presiding figure to make sense of all this, a god who in the end, despite making people suffer, wishes them well?

He also shared with Twain a profound pessimism. “Mark Twain,” Mr. Vonnegut wrote in his 1991 book, “Fates Worse Than Death: An Autobiographical Collage,” “finally stopped laughing at his own agony and that of those around him. He denounced life on this planet as a crock. He died.”

Not all Mr. Vonnegut’s themes were metaphysical. With a blend of vernacular writing, science fiction, jokes and philosophy, he also wrote about the banalities of consumer culture, for example, or the destruction of the environment.

His novels — 14 in all — were alternate universes, filled with topsy-turvy images and populated by races of his own creation, like the Tralfamadorians and the Mercurian Harmoniums. He invented phenomena like chrono-synclastic infundibula (places in the universe where all truths fit neatly together) as well as religions, like the Church of God the Utterly Indifferent and Bokononism (based on the books of a black British Episcopalian from Tobago “filled with bittersweet lies,” a narrator says).
Vonnegut. Damn.


Anonymous said...

Well crap.
Hard to believe he's not going to write anything again.

thom said...

damn indeed.

Desdinova said...

So it goes

Sniderman said...

Guess he won't do any more Aflac comms or TIAA/Cref or whatever.