God Bless You, Mr Vonnegut
Just a quick note to express my shock and sadness at reading the obituary of Kurt Vonnegut Jr in the NYTimes this morning. When I first read Slaughterhouse Five as a kid in NY, I was immediately take by the ease and humor with which this story of the horrors of war was told. Not that I was a budding literary critic but I could recognize the underlying horror that drove the gallows humor. The surreal quality of real life drove the surreal interludes (or vice versa). All of which of course makes it surreal now to think of the man who always signed his name with a small glyph representing his asshole (to remind himself and others that everyone has one) is gone. Good bye and God bless you, Mr Vonnegut, you were a good man.