There are few human beings that make me proud to be a member of the same species. The foremost among them died today.
Kurt Vonnegut is in heaven now*, and the world is a little sadder, and darker, and things make a little less sense.
*If you don't know the quote, don't bother telling me about his humanism/atheism.
Eliot's Escape from Emotion
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In his 1933 book *The Use of Poetry and the Use of Criticism*, T.S. Eliot
wrote "poetry may make us from time to time a little more aware of the
deeper,...
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A sad day, of course, but at least I'm heartened by Vonnegut's large and stunning body of writing. Celebrity seemed not to impress him, and punditry wasn't his style; he would leave the pontifications and prognostications to Mailer and Vidal. Vonnegut was a cheerful nihilist, acutely aware that our best intentions and our worst actions are simultaneous affairs, with the result being downbeat and comic.
Damn.
Heard it on the radio this morning.
That sucks.
well fuck.
i imagine he's back on tralfamadore.
A Prayer for Owen Meany, and one for Vonnegut too. Whether he'd want it or not.
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