“A funny, savage appraisal of a totally automated American society of the future.”—San Francisco Chronicle
Kurt Vonnegut’s first novel spins the chilling tale of engineer Paul Proteus, who must find a way to live in a world dominated by a supercomputer and run completely by machines. Paul’s rebellion is vintage Vonnegut—wildly funny, deadly serious, and terrifyingly close to reality.
As we produce machines, machines produce us.
This book is lightheartedly dark as it highlights the slow evaporation of of human purpose amidst a mechanized, technologic, highly cognitive society. Through this reading, I found respite in that my personal sentiments are no different than everyone else’s existential crises of purpose – as my retired muscle finds no function outside of sport stadiums.