Intro to Kurt Vonnegut


Earlier this week I found myself having another conversation about the election. I have real admiration for what Kellyanne Conway and those ghouls pulled off. It was the most insane thing  I’ve probably seen since 9/11. I get excited when I talk about it because it’s so stupendous. I wake up and it is still not a settled fact I take for granted.

Near the end of the conversation I started to get exhausted. Almost sick. I pressed a few points about Trump’s Latino voter turnout and felt like I was losing strength with each word. It was then I realized I’d done it.

I’d given myself political poisoning.

It’s no one’s fault but my own. I love this shit. I love seeing the sorcery of words play out in the largest stage we’ve ever known as a species. Everything that happens has a potential to spin out of control or trip over a new epoch. I sometimes want stability, but I’m wired to appreciate chaos, which is really stupid. And we will likely have more of that catastrophe stuff soon enough.

The addiction is strong. Clearly I need to unplug.

Like any addiction, the best thing to do is switch it right up with something a little cooler. So I’m getting some fiction. I’ve been mainlining non-fiction books and essays for so long I forgot what it is like to trust someone’s imagination to occupy your mind, to program it with a bit of their thinking.

When I was young, I would get into an author and read all of their books in a row. I read every single Brett Easton Ellis. I don’t know anyone else who’s read every single William S. Burroughs book (though I confess to having no working knowledge of them now).

This obsessiveness is why I got political poisoning. I’m sure of it.

But I have it in my head I want to read a bunch of one author soon. I’m going to try starting out with Cat’s Cradle. I put it to an informal vote on my Facebook page and that’s what seemed to come out in front. There were some obvious second favorites as well as a couple of one-offs from people who’s opinions I take notice of.

I’m not sure how long Cat’s Cradle is, but I’m going to try and get through it this weekend. It’ll give me something to think about other than all this bullshit computer television.


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