We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I agree, that was excellent. I only read one Vonnegut book, God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater. The main conflict was between a lawyer who was taught that in every transaction, there is a split second where if you are in the right place and ready, you can get a significant piece of it, and the protagonist who is an eccentric man (who isn't concerned with physical wealth) who is on his way to inheriting a large sum on some birthday. The lawyer maneuvers and the eccentric just lives his life... But the instructive part of it for me was the cravenness of the lawyer and he just represents the government which is always at the right place and ready to grab a significant chunk of nearly every transaction.
"Slapstick!" will always be one of my favorites. In the introduction, he tells us about his sister, always his favorite audience, who was dying of cancer just as her husband was being killed in a traffic accident, leaving three kids, whom Vonnegut adopted. He said she would instantly grasp any work of art, so that he imagined her going through a museum on rollerskates commenting "Got it, got it, got it."
Her response to the news about her husband was "slapstick."
A chap named Booker wrote a book a few years back in which he argued there are seven basic narratives in story telling. Propp also said there were seven basic stories based on particular archetypes - couple types of hero, villain, etc. These in turn are based on Aristotle's musings about what makes up a story. They aren't directly tied to each other but they are close enough that they seem to be walking in the same direction on the same roads.