Thursday, April 12, 2007
(8:30 AM) | Anthony Paul Smith:
So it goes.This is all over the blogosphere, but it deserves mention here. Kurt Vonnegut died late Wednesday night, New York time, at the age of 84. It appears the cause of death was complications due to brain trauma after he suffered a fall a few weeks back. So it goes.
Vonnegut holds a special place in my life. I've read nearly everything he has written, usually in a day, and credit for my own idiosyncratic reasons Cat's Cradle as my first real theological text. I understand that to real literary types expressing admiration for Vonnegut's work shows one to be a bit of a literary posuer, but I don't really care. The power of his books, which in some ways can be seen as one really large, shifting monadology constructed from aporphrisms and witticisms, is more important to me than proving I understand a word of Gravity's Rainbow.