Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts

Thursday, April 12, 2007

hats off.

to you, mr. vonnegut. anyone who fancies himself or herself a writer of darkly saturated humor owes you a huge debt of gratitude.

i suggest "harrison bergeron" as a good place to start with vonnegut. mother night is also exceptionally good, although neither can really compare to slaughterhouse-five.

i'm not even going to attempt a eulogy [eugoogley, according to mr. zoolander] for mr. vonnegut. instead, what follows is a favorite passage of mine from "harrison bergeron":

and then, neutralizing gravity with love and pure will, they remained suspended in air inches below the ceiling, and they kissed each other for a long, long time.