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Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Slaughterhouse Five

Read this in the '70s and all I can remember, other than "So it goes," is Billy Pilgrim's red boots, the sardonic atmosphere, and the chapter-ending taunt, "Go take a flying f*ck at a rolling donut. Go take a flying f*ck at the moon."  I understand this work and Catcher were among the few contemporary novels Beckett read, saying he liked both, according to one or the other of his biographers.  As to late Beckett, a lament by J. Simon is not without merit: "What happened to the humor?"  I noticed a couple weeks ago a collection of his poetry has been published, but don't feel inclined to take it on.

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