I just finished re-reading Slaughterhouse-Five for the millionth time and feelin’ the love for my hero, Kurt Vonnegut when I checked my email this morning and found this from a friend. Vonnegut’s dead, dude. I gotta say, I cried. From the Washington Post:

NEW YORK (Reuters) - Kurt Vonnegut, whose dark, satirical vision in works including “Slaughterhouse-Five” and “Cat’s Cradle” was shaped by the horrors he witnessed during World War II, has died at age 84.

Vonnegut died on Wednesday after suffering brain injuries following a fall weeks ago, said Donald Farber, Vonnegut’s friend, lawyer, agent and manager.

Vonnegut wrote plays, essays and short fiction, but his 14 novels were classics of the American counterculture, resonating with the U.S. antiwar sentiment during the Vietnam War era.

The author’s Web site, updated after his death, displayed a simple black-and-white image of a bird cage — a symbolic element in his writing — empty with an open door. “Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. 1922-2007,” the page read.

I love you, dude. Rest in peace.

This entry was posted on Thursday, April 12th, 2007 at 9:55 am and is filed under Et Cetera. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.