I like this as a fan of Kurt Vonnegut and the satire in the statement.
"The creatures reproduce by flaking.
The young, when shed by a parent, are indistinguishable from dandruff.
There is only one sex.
Every creature simply sheds flakes of his own kind, and his own kind is like everybody else’s kind. There is no childhood as such. Flakes themselves begin flaking three Earthling hours after they themselves have been shed.
They do not reach maturity, then deteriorate and die. They reach maturity and stay in full bloom, so to speak, for as long as Mercury cares to sing.
There is no way in which one creature can harm another, and no motive for one’s harming another.
Hunger, envy, ambition, fear, indignation, religion, and sexual lust are irrelevant and unknown.
The creatures have only one sense: touch.
They have weak powers of telepathy. The messages they are capable of transmitting and receiving are almost as monotonous as the song of Mercury. They have only two possible messages. The first is an automatic response to the second, and the second is an automatic response to the first.
The first is, ‘Here I am, here I am, here I am.’
The second is, ‘So glad you are, so glad you are, so glad you are.’"
Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan (describing the harmoniums)
I want to live a life modeled by the harmoniums. Appreciating every life I meet.
"I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can’t see from the center."
I wish I had a grandpa and I wish that I had Kurt Vonnegut as my grandpa. Is that weird? That’s weird. But true
Kurt Vonnegut self-portrait, seen on While Mortals Sleep spanish edition.
Vonngeut had a way of stating something profound in the simplest way.
"Every reader finds himself. The writer’s work is merely a kind of optical instrument that makes it possible for the reader to discern what, without this book, he would perhaps never have seen in himself."
- Marcel Proust (via cockaigne)
So so true. Thanks Vonnegut.
Can’t wait for this weekend because I’m going to Washington, DC for an Invisible Children Peace Rally AND I get to read Vonnegut on the plane ride there. SO EXCITEDDDDDDDDDDDD.
A Letter From Kurt Vonnegut to Charles McCarthy, read by RM.
In October of 1973, Bruce Severy — a 26-year-old English teacher at Drake High School, North Dakota — decided to use Kurt Vonnegut’s novel, Slaughterhouse-Five, as a teaching aid in his classroom. The next month, on November 7th, the head of the school board, Charles McCarthy, demanded that all 32 copies be burned in the school’s furnace as a result of its “obscene language.” Other books soon met with the same fate.
On the 16th of November, Kurt Vonnegut sent McCarthy the following letter. He didn’t receive a reply.
Give it a listen.
Kurt Vonnegut, The Sirens of Titan
"Well here we are, Mr. Pilgrim. trapped in the amber of this moment. There is no why"
My favorite book
My favorite Author
and the most unique signature ever. I love it