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Vonnegut was born in Indiana in 1922. His mother committed suicide by drinking Drano, just before he was shipped off to fight in the second world war. Once he reached Europe, he was quickly taken prisoner and sent to a work camp in the idyllic German city of Dresden. Dresden did not produce military goods of any kind, and therefore was supposed to be off limits as a military target -- Vonnegut and the other prisoners were forced to work in a factory that made a vitamin enriched elixir for pregnant women -- however, allies fire bombed it as revenge for Hitler launching rockets into London. The entire city was flattened one morning as Vonnegut and other prisoners emerged from their makeshift bunker, labeled slaughter house five, which would later serve as the title of his most famous novel.

Other bomb novels include, Deadeye Dick, Breakfast of Champions, Cat’s Cradle, Slaptick, Galapagos, Jailbird, The Sirens of Titan, and Bluebeard.

He was a life-long Pall Mall smoker, a religious skeptic, a far left liberal, a drunk, a German-American, a novelist, a critic, and a funny motherfucker. Oh, and he hated Bush.

Vonnegut once wrote that death was nothing but a violet light and a hum. I hope that’s so.