It struck me that Kurt Vonnegut was our modern day Mark Twain and even looks like him.
Joseph Heller was a modernist version of something but I don't know what. He was gold, however.
And, then there was Jack Kerouac, the rucksack wanderer who levied a heavy toll on Ernest Hemingway's macho fiction. The Beat generation picked up the pace and gone were the shakespeares of yesteryear, the combat veterans of world wars wrote the poems now, and the new generations and the next generations came to know the Bomb.
I often thought that the voice of the baby boomer generation was still and silenced by these great writers.
But now, I know. The Beats, that Baby Boomers, the Hippies, the Mafia, the gen x's and the gen y's have all moved past the paradigm of publishing into broadcast multimedia and there is no one voice anymore. Literatures is democracy and words are bullets for these
lost generation survivors.
Kurt Vonnegut
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Kurt Vonnegut speaking at Case Western Reserve University on February 4, 2004 |
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Born | Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. November 11, 1922 Indianapolis , Indiana, United States |
Died | April 11, 2007 (aged 84) New York City, United States |
Occupation | Novelist, essayist |
Nationality | American |
Period | 1949–2007 |
Genres | Satire Gallows humor Science fiction |
Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. ( /ˈvɒnɨɡət/; November 11, 1922 – April 11, 2007) was a 20th-century American writer.[2] His works such as Cat's Cradle (1963), Slaughterhouse-Five (1969), and Breakfast of Champions (1973) blend satire, gallows humor, and science fiction. As a citizen he was a lifelong supporter of the American Civil Liberties Union and a critical leftist intellectual.[3] He was known for his humanist beliefs and was honorary president of the American Humanist Association.[4]
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