Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Slaughterhouse-Five

"Welcome aboard, Mr Pilgrim," said the loudspeaker. "Any questions?"

Billy licked his lips, thought for a while, inquired at last: "Why me?"

"That is a very Earthling question to ask, Mr Pilgrim. Why you? Why us for that matter? Why anything? Because this moment simply is. Have you even seen bugs trapped in amber?"

"Yes." Billy, in fact, had a paperweight in his office which was a blob of polished amber with three ladybugs embedded in it.

"Well, here we are, Mr Pilgrim, trapped in the amber of this moment. There is no why."

- Slaughterhouse-Five, Kurt Vonnegut


Oh. There is no why. 

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I believe Mr Pike has competition, time to re-read The Starlight Crystal.

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