A review by weebeeweebee
Breakfast of Champions by Kurt Vonnegut

2.0

I was gonna be nice, but I've just gotten to the bit where Vonnegut says "nigger" twice, so I really don't care anymore.

Not as good as Slaughterhouse Five. I enjoy the juxtaposition between real life and vivid imagination in Vonnegut's books, but this one wasn't as good as the other one.

And, of course, there is absolutely no reason why any non-black author should be earnestly (or ironically) using the word "nigger" to describe anyone in their books. So fuck that. And the only black people in the book with money are criminals. Kurt might be a good author, but he's also your run of the mill ignorant 1970s white American racist who thinks because they pontificate about how wrong slavery is that they have the authority to talk about race however they like, and that all the other manifestations of racism in their everyday life only need to be complacently tutted at in passing, or commented on unempathetically for "edge". There are no black humans in Vonnegut's stories. Just pathetic, poor old archetypes with black skin and no actual dialogue.

This kind of ignorant white complacency has changed shape, but mostly stayed the same today. Watch out for it.

EDIT: Oh and better believe the n word comes up a plentiful bunch more times.