
You're Cat's Cradle!
by Kurt Vonnegut
You believe quite firmly that free will deserted you long ago and far away. As a result, it's hard to take responsibility for anything. Even though you show great potential as a leader of a small 3rd world country, the choices are all made ahead of time. You're rather fond of games involving string. Your fear of nuclear weaponry is trumped only by your fear of ice.
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at the Blue Pyramid.
Bullshit! More proof the guys who write these quizzes all have their head up their asses.
I went thru my Vonnegut phase in high school, as did everyone else, I'm sure. I remember enjoying Cat's Cradle and Slapstick, among others, but my favorite was Mother Night.
For some reason, this one might be his worst book ever, if I believe the friends I read with and with whom I borrowed/lent Vonnegut books. I loved Mother Night, and it's the only Vonnegut book I kept when I got rid of a bunch of books during a move.
It's a fictional account of an American version of Lord Haw-Haw--only Howard W. Campbell, Jr., was actually spying on the Nazis, sending coded messages to the Americans thru his propaganda broadcasts. Only a few people knew his true mission: Campbell himself, the OSS agent who recruited him, the codebreakers who de-coded his broadcasts, and Franklin Delano Rosenfeld.
I hope I've whetted your appetite for this book--it's truly an enjoyable read. If you don't/can't find the book, look for the movie version. It's darn true to the book.
Posted by Victor at Marzo 11, 2004 06:40 AM