“Captain O’Hare and I entered the palace between two lines of soldiers. They were an honor guard of some sort, I suppose. Each one held aloft a banner, which was embroidered with the totem of his artificial extended family – an apple, an alligator, the chemical symbol for lithium, and so on. It was suchContinue reading “RKS Literature: Powerless Old Poops and Young Psychopaths (Kurt Vonnegut)”
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