Kurt Vonnegut - Slaughterhouse Five

Kurt Vonnegut - Slaughterhouse Five

Kurt Vonngeut
1969

Chaplain’s Assistant Billy Pilgrim, an ill-trained American soldier, is captured by the Germans during World War II. The Germans take Billy first to a POW camp and then on to Dresden, where he and his fellow prisoners are housed in Slaughterhouse Number 5 and put to work in the city. During the massive bombing attack on the city, the POWs and German guards hide in a deep cellar. They are some of the few survivors to survive the bombing. Billy is “unstuck in time” and experiences past and future events in a repetitive nature, out of sequence with his actual lifeline. He is kidnapped by aliens from Tralfamadore, who make him into a zoo exhibit, eventually accompanied by the B-movie starlet Montana Wildhack.

The Tralfamadorians, who can see in four dimensions, have already seen every instant of their lives. They believe in predestination. They say they cannot choose to change anything about their fates, but can choose to concentrate upon any moment in their lives, and Billy becomes convinced of the correctness of their theories. As Billy travels forward and backward in time, he relives occasions of his life, real and fantastic. He spends time on Tralfamadore, in Dresden, in the War, walking in deep snow before his German capture, in his mundane post-war married life in the U.S.A., and in the moment of his murder by Lazzaro. So it goes.

I think I might love Kurt Vonnegut’s writing. This was a great read. I never thought a WWII science fiction novel involving alien abduction could be so compelling, but it really was. He says a lot of things about fate versus free will through the Talfamdorians, who can see all of history and can only choose what to focus on. There’s a great reason that this book is considered one of the greats, and it certainly deserves the praise. I’m looking forward to reading my next Vonnegut.

 

It’s been a whirlwind of a last seven days.

Thursday: Went to work, then went to Etobicoke to hang out with my brother for the first time since he returned from Japan. Went for dinner and caught up on life with him. Crashed at his place

Friday: Picked up my parents around 7am at the airport. They had been to Japan, Australia and New Zeland. Chatted with them for a bit and then made plans to have dinner wtih them after their nap. Drove home and furiously cleaned until they arrived. Spent time catching up until Alan got off work, then went to August 8 for sushi & duim sum.

Saturday: Went to work to make up for not working on Friday. Spent the day testing the office’s network security and ensuring there were no dead man switches or other nasty things on the servers. Finished reading Anansi Boys

Sunday: My 27th birthday. Did very little. Started and finished reading Down And Out In The Magic Kingdom. Alan made me dinner and went to Dairy Queen. Got random texts from people wishing me well

Monday: The calm before the storm. Went to work, had to stay late to finish up a bit of stuff. Didn’t sleep well.

Tuesday: The storm. My company announced that they were outsourcing about 60% of their workforce to India. One person in IT will be going there to set up and then run the new team. One other IT person was let go. Two people will be leaving from our Data Entry department at the end of the month. My job is safe, I just have way more of it now. Stayed late ensuring all the root passwords were changed and the other administrative details were addressed. We have too many accounts and servers.

Wednesday: Fallout. Trying to establish a new work routine and get things done. People keep interrupting me with little issues that need to be immediately dealt with and I possibly make negative progress.

Today: My car greets me with a flat tire. I spend about twenty minutes thinking that as a modern woman I should be able to do this myself, can’t get the nuts loose, and can’t locate the thingy you hook the jack to. Give up and ask Alan to help me. Am about an hour and a half late to work. Get only about two hours worth of coding and bugfixing done in the six hours I was there with others. They all left, and I managed to get more work done in that next hour and a half than I did in the entire rest of the day. Come home completely exhausted.

It has been an up and down week. I’ve known about the changes coming at my job for about six weeks, and it has seriously affected the amount of sleep I’ve been getting, and just generally weighing me down. Tuesday was hell, it was overwhelming and emotional, but at least it offered a little bit of closure. I know the next few weeks will be extremely trying as well, but I’m going to try and stay positive about the experience. My birthday was a little bit anti-climatic, because I didn’t really want to do too much. Alan and I had originally planned to go for lunch that day, but we went with my parents on Friday, so that ended up being a little bit more of a celebratory day than the actual day.

Here’s hoping for a few days of peace and quiet.

 

This weekend, Alan and I went to Windsor for a BBQ on Sunday and some fun. It was mostly Alan’s relatives (cousins, aunts and uncles, grandparents) and a few friends that he went to high school and/or university with and about thirty or forty people were there. It was pretty fun. I haven’t met most of Alan’s relatives, so it was nice to meet them and get to know them a bit. Most of them seem pretty cool. It was also nice to see our friend’s kids, most of whom are slowly inching towards looking like humans. (Babies don’t look like humans till, like, 10 or 11 months old.)

_Quinn, who I met for the first time this weekend, mixed well with the other groomsman who was there. It was a fun afternoon, which left us pretty drained. We basically retreated back to the hotel for the rest of the night. Monday morning, Alan dropped me off at his parent’s house, while he drove _Quinn back to Detroit (I don’t have my passport yet). I finished reading 2001: A Space Odyssey, then started into Anansi Boys. When Alan made it back, his parents loaded us up with leftovers and we headed back to Hamilton, pretty drained from the weekend. That’s when we found out that Galaxar had arrived.

It was a great weekend. This week at work has been rougher, but I am getting through it. Friday morning, my parents get back from their great adventure and Sunday is my birthday, so I think the weekend coming up is sure to be a busy one.

I hope you all had a great weekend too.

 

Arthur C. Clarke - 2001 A Space Odyssey

Arthur C. Clarke - 2001 A Space Odyssey

Arthur C. Clarke
1968

This is one of those classics of science fiction that I have heard everyone should read. Humanity finds extraterrestrial life, there’s an artificial intelligence with questionable morals, tragedy in deep space, and lots of wonderful world-building. That’s the story in a nutshell, the plot is very simple, but marvelously executed.

I really like Arthur C. Clarke’s writing style, and found his writing compelling, and his characters fairly multi-dimensional, which is a major flaw I see in a lot of classic era sci-fi. I have yet to see the film, so I’m unable to compare and contrast, but I have seen the episode of Futurama which is a parody of the film, so it feels like I have. HAL was sufficiently creepy and morally ambiguous to make him a wonderful possible-antagonist. I’m still not 100% certain of what happened in the last chapter and why, as well as pretty much anything that happened once Dave reached Jupiter, but it was certainly quite a trip through the looking glass.

As I said earlier, I quite enjoyed the book, and would pass it on to any of my friends who enjoy a good book with possibly evil computers. Has anyone out there read the rest of the Space Odyssey books? I usually try to finish up a series, but that’s left me feeling a bit underwhelmed as of late (see Empire series).

 

Lem and Brad have a kid, how cool is that?

Lem, Galaxar, Brad

Lem, Galaxar, Brad

This is Galaxar, his real name is Isaac

This is Galaxar, his real name is Isaac

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Better get working on that quilt. I have three blocks done.

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