Wacked

There were 3 things that caught my mind.

1. Lazzaro killing a dog, and his conception of revenge.
2. Billy dying.
3. The Slaughterhouse-Five.

Starting by the third thing that caught my mind, I did not know what slaughterhouse ment: “–noun, plural -hous⋅es, A building or place where animals are butchered for food; abattoir.”(dictionary.com) It is quite a shocking description, having into consideration that “Now it was going to serve as a home away form home for one hundred American prisoners of war.” (pg. 152) Since it is the title of the book it makes it even more emphasized. This “home”, without a doubt had a lot of importance to Vonnegurt live as a soldier, besides the war itself. From my poor German, Schlacht means battle and hof means something like yard or playground. Literally Schlachthof means battlefield or battle yard. It gives a lot to say. So It Goes.

How come Billy dies? How could he die if it is himself that is writing the book. Unless he expects to die from a murder lead by Lazzaro, what happened confused me. “Vonnegut died on April 11, 2007, in Manhattan, following a fall at his Manhattan home several weeks earlier which resulted in irreversible brain injuries” (Wikipedia), he evidently didn’t die by being killed. Why would he write that Billy died? What effect was he expecting from the reader? In my case, I read the paragraph about three times to reassure that I was reading what was written. It made me think, analyze, Billy didn’t die, at least not in the book. “…, and it is time for me to be dead for a little while-and then live again.” (pg. 143) In real life you can’t: Die and live again, travel through time, or be abducted by Tralfamadorians. Kurt was traumatized. So It Goes.


I cant believe someone can tell the story of how he killed a dog in the most torturous way I’ve ever heard and enjoy it. While I pictured the poor innocent dog eating the steak with blades inside and cutting all his insides I got goose bumps or horror. Lazzaro enjoyed it. “Anybody ever asks you what the sweetest thing in life is-“said Lazzaro, “it’s revenge.” (pg. 139) I can’t agree less with him. Revenge is immature and evil. I do accept that id someone hurts you, you feel so mad at that person that you want him to feel the same. But to the point that you actually enjoy killing somebody because he/she bite you, or touched you, its insane. Lazzaro was insane. So It Goes.