Kurt Vonnegut Is Dead
Rubbish news all round, really – seminal American writer Kurt Vonnegut died yesterday in New York at the grand old age of 84.
A writer of uniquely biting and satirical vision – be they from sci-fi war analogies like Slaughterhouse Five or kaleidoscopic genre-busters like Breakfast Of Champions – Vonnegut will be sorely missed by anyone with a genuine passion for literature.
We're aware that in this age of Jordan autobiographies topping the book charts – i.e an age where someone can get a book published simply for existing – the pea-brained British masses will probably treat Vonnegut's passing with a feeble shrug (before returning to their copy of Bridget Jones Diary or Chris Moyle's memoir How I Shat On A Foreigner). So… don't expect to see many tributes to this great artist taking high priority in the mainstream media.
Instead, then… we hope you'll join us in raising a glass to him.
"So it goes."
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So it goes.
I hope he’s on Tralfamadore, able to see the entirety of his life…
Mark
One raised glass from moi.Love his books.Absolute classics. 84 is a good innings but sad when the seriuosly talented go….