Kilgore Trout will greet him in heaven

vonnegutwikipedia1.jpgThe New York Times is reporting that Kurt Vonnegut Jr. has died (so it goes) tonight (Wednesday) from brain injuries he suffered from a fall several weeks ago.

I can’t believe that one of the funniest and most creative literary minds since Mark Twain is gone. Even though his books often dealt with the concept of seeing one’s death coming, it just doesn’t seem right. He heralded his own death ten years ago when Kilgore Trout (beloved science fiction author) died homeless and alone. So it goes. From what I can tell, Kurt died in the company of loved ones, which is some consolation as his books repeatedly teach of the all-importance of family and friends and close relationships. So it goes.

Vonnegut was one of the authors whose books could entertain and bewilder and teach you how to love all at the same time, whether it was through Bokononism, renaming the population of the United States or simply accepting your fate.

If you’ve never read one of his books, go buy Slaughterhouse-Five: Or the Children’s Crusade, a Duty-Dance with Death. It begins like this: Listen: Billy Pilgrim has come unstuck in time. It ends like this: Poo-tee-wheet?

2 Comments

  • libhomo says:

    The irony of your post is that Vonnegut didn’t believe in heaven. He was an atheist.

  • Dan says:

    Vonnegut said, “And if I should ever die, God forbid, I hope you will say, ‘Kurt is up in heaven now.’ That’s my favorite joke.”

    Also, the fact Kilgore Trout is a fictional character might have clued you into the fact that I was making an ironic statement.

Leave a Reply

Your email is never published nor shared. Required fields are marked *
*
*