http://www.iht.com/articles/2007/04/...b-0412obit.php
The man helped make my head a better place to be.![]()
http://www.iht.com/articles/2007/04/...b-0412obit.php
The man helped make my head a better place to be.![]()
Besides the comet that killed the dinosaurs nothing has destroyed a species faster than entitled white people.-ajp
wow.
he was one of my favourite authors, especially some of his short stories.
Sad news.
His books helped me rediscover a love of reading when I was in my teens.
Slaughterhouse-Five is one of my favorite books of all-time.
He was great when he appeared in Back To School with Rodney Dangerfield.
what a bummer.
weak. he was one of the only authors whose novels i could read several times over and still enjoy them just as much.
the end of the story from that link:
His last book, in 2005, was a collection of biographical essays, "A Man Without a Country." It, too, was a best seller.
In concludes with a poem written by Vonnegut called "Requiem," which has these closing lines:
When the last living thing
has died on account of us,
how poetical it would be
if Earth could say,
in a voice floating up
perhaps
from the floor
of the Grand Canyon,
"It is done."
People did not like it here.
Sad to lose one of my favorite authors....
Vonnegut
RIP.....
Three fundamentals of every extreme skier, total disregard for personal saftey, amphetamines, and lots and lots of malt liquor......-jack handy
I think I never would have made less or more sense out of 'growing up' without him.
He changed my view on EVERYTHING as a young-un'.
BUT, he wouldn't want us giving ANy religious bromides, methinks.
SO, glad to have had you while you were here, Kurt. Thanks.
And fuck all of the religious crap, save it for someone who would have appreciated that gloop.
Very influential author, for me as a lad.
RIP
Enjoy Every Sandwich - Warren Zevon
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a great loss. every one of his works are very very good. throughout his art an underlying sense of justice in a world of absurdity. Goodbye to a national treasure.
-aaron
another hero of my teenage years passes. another reminder that i'm growing old.
Hi Ho
"... and another thing, Vonnegut! I'm gonna stop payment on the check!"
"Fuck me? Hey, Kurt, can you read lips, FUCK YOU! Next time I'll call Robert Ludlum!"
"I knew in an instant that the three dollars I had spent on wine would not go to waste."
See the cat? See the cradle?
It's not so much the model year, it's the high mileage or meterage to keep the youth of Canada happy
He helped me realized that the * can be used in prose to represent an anus.
Great author.
And so it goes
lame as it is, voices like this never die.
"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."
A great man.
A great humanitarian.
Thanks for the laughs Kurt.
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I ski because I was born without wings.
RET
Definitely one in a million (billion?). Writers like that certainly don't come along very often.
RIP.
“Within this furnace of fear, my passion for life burns fiercely. I have consumed all evil. I have overcome my doubt. I am the fire.”
RIP Kurt ... May we all live by the foma that make us brave, and kind, and healthy, and happy.
my favorite author. RIP Vonnegut, you made the world a better place.
slopstyle crosscarver junior
RIP to one of the best authors of all time. Anyone here ever read Galapagos? If not then get to it.
RIP.
What a unique individual. One in a Billion for sure.
Interesting snips from his bio:
His mother killed herself just before he left for Germany during World War II, where he was quickly taken prisoner during the Battle of the Bulge. He was being held in Dresden when Allied bombs created a firestorm that killed an estimated tens of thousands of people.
"The firebombing of Dresden explains absolutely nothing about why I write what I write and am what I am," Vonnegut wrote in "Fates Worse Than Death," his 1991 autobiography of sorts.
But he spent 23 years struggling to write about the ordeal, which he survived by huddling with other POW's inside an underground meat locker labeled slaughterhouse-five.
When he returned, he reported for Chicago's City News Bureau, then did public relations for General Electric, a job he loathed. He wrote his first novel, "Player Piano," in 1951, followed by "The Sirens of Titan," "Canary in a Cat House" and "Mother Night," making ends meet by selling Saabs on Cape Cod.
"We probably could have saved ourselves, but we were too damned lazy to try very hard... and too damn cheap," he once suggested carving into a wall on the Grand Canyon, as a message for flying-saucer creatures.
Vonnegut once said that of all the ways to die, he'd prefer to go out in an airplane crash on the peak of Mount Kilimanjaro. He often joked about the difficulties of old age.
"When Hemingway killed himself he put a period at the end of his life; old age is more like a semicolon," Vonnegut told The Associated Press in 2005.
"My father, like Hemingway, was a gun nut and was very unhappy late in life. But he was proud of not committing suicide. And I'll do the same, so as not to set a bad example for my children."
Kill all the telemarkers
But they’ll put us in jail if we kill all the telemarkers
Telemarketers! Kill the telemarketers!
Oh we can do that. We don’t even need a reason
RIP
His books helped to shape how I see the world.
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