god bless you, mr. vonnegut

today we are the same america we were yesterday, but we have lost ourselves one very important writer.

even so, the new york times today reminds us that, at the end of his last book, a man without a country, kurt vonnegut wrote:

when the last living thing

has died on account of us,

how poetical it would be

if earth could say,

in a voice floating up

perhaps

from the floor

of the grand canyon,

“it is done.”

people did not like it here.

this is the first morning in 84 years that saw the sun beating down an vonnegutless earth. whether he liked it here or not, he was one of this planet's greatest human storytellers.


share sadness and favorite vonnegutisms here or here.


read kurt vonnegut's article on the new millenium via rolling stone online


buy his books in bookstores everywhere.


and remember, the only rule we have babies, is that you must be kind.


so long mr. vonnegut, thanks for hanging on, and thanks for all the stories.

you're up in heaven now.*