Haven’t read Vonnegut since high school. Got bored with sameness of themes/styles. Not sure if I’ve read this one. Found in a free box. Ended up being a $2.25 BART ticket inside, so it’s definitely worth my money.
Plot summary: a man looks back on his life, basically. There’s not much in the way of plot. Which is strange when the main character is arrested for Watergate, but his involvement is tangential at best. In fact, his involvement in his life is pretty much tangential at best.
Prison time served as patriotic duty is a heart-stopping notion.
I’ve taken two extended breaks while reading this and each time its been while in the middle of a chapter. Not that it’s especially difficult to pick back up, but strange.
“Anarchists are persons who believe with all their hearts that governments are enemies of their own people.” I would love so hard to be able to justify using this as the opening quote for the novel formerly known as revolutionary.