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In Honor of Columbus Day

October 5th, 2007 · 7 Comments

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A word from my favorite author and ultimate hero, Kurt Vonnegut:

This is a tale of a meeting of two lonesome, skinny, fairly old white men on a planet which was dying fast.

One of them was a science-fiction writer named Kilgore Trout. He was a nobody at the time, and he supposed his life was over. He was mistaken. As a consequence of the meeting, he became one of the most beloved and respected human beings in history.

The man he met was an automobile dealer, a Pontiac dealer named Dwayne Hoover. Dwayne Hoover was on the brink of going insane.

* * *

Listen:

Trout and Hoover were citizens of the United States of America, a country which was called America for short. This was their national anthem, which was pure balderdash, like so much they were expected to take seriously:

O, say can you see by the dawn’s early light

What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming,

Whose broad stripes and bright stars, thru the perilous fight

O’er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?

And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,

Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.

O, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave

O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

There were one quadrillion nations in the Universe, but the nation Dwayne Hoover and Kilgore Trout belonged to was the only one with a national anthem which was gibberish sprinkled with question marks….

It was the law of their nation, a law no other nation on the planet had about its flag, which said this: “The flag shall not be dipped to any person or thing.”

Flag-dipping was a form of friendly and respectful salute, which consisted of bringing the flag on a stick closer to the ground, then raising it up again.

* * *

The motto of Dwayne Hoover’s and Kilgore Trout’s nation was this, which meant in a language nobody spoke anymore, Out of Many, One: “E pluribus unum.”

The undippable flag was a beauty, and the anthem and the vacant motto might not have mattered much, if it weren’t for this: a lot of citizens were so ignored and cheated and insulted that they thought they might be in the wrong country, or even on the wrong planet, that some terrible mistake had been made. It might have comforted them some if their anthem and their motto had mentioned fairness or brotherhood or hope or happiness, had somehow welcomed them to the society and its real estate.

If they studied their paper money for clues as to what their country was all about, they found, among a lot of other baroque trash, a picture of a truncated pyramid with a radiant eye on top of it….

Not even the President of the United States knew what that was all about. It was as though the country were saying to its citizens, “In nonsense is strength.”

* * *

A lot of the nonsense was the innocent result of playfulness on the part of the founding fathers of the nation of Dwayne Hoover and Kilgore Trout. The founders were aristocrats, and they wished to show off their useless education, which consisted of the study of hocus-pocus from ancient times. They were bum poets as well.

But some of the nonsense was evil, since it concealed great crimes. For example, teachers of children in the United States of America wrote this date on blackboards again and again, and asked the children to memorize it with pride and joy:

1492

The teachers told the children that this was when their continent was discovered by human beings. Actually, millions of human beings were already living full and imaginative lives on the continent in 1492. That was simply the year in which sea priates began to cheat and rob and kill them.

Here was another piece of evil nonsense which children were taught: that the sea pirates eventually created a government which became a beacon of freedom to human beings everywhere else…

Actually, the sea pirates who had the most to do with the creation of the new government owned human slaves. They used human beings for machinery, and, even after slavery was eliminated, because it was so embarrasing, they and their descendants continued to think of ordinary human beings as machines.

* * *

The sea pirates were white. The people who were already on the continent when the pirates arrived were copper-colored. When slavery was introduced onto the continent, the slaves were black.

Color was everything.

* * *

Here is how the pirates were able to take whatever they wanted from anybody else: they had the best boats in the world, and they were meaner than anybody else, and they had gunpowder, which was a mix of potassium nitrate, charcoal, and sulphur. They touched this seemingly listless powder with fire, and it turned violently into gas. This gas blew projectiles out of metal tubes at terrific velocities. The projectiles cut through meat and bone very easily; so the pirates could wreck the wiring or the bellows or the plumbing of a stubborn human being, even when he was far, far away.

The chief weapon of the sea pirates, however, was their capacity to astonish. Nobody else could believe, until it was much too late, how heartless and greedy they were.

 

From Breakfast of Champions

By Kurt Vonnegut

1922-2007

So it goes.

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7 responses so far ↓

  • 1 ken // Oct 5, 2007 at 9:18 pm

    And now I’m going to re-read my first Vonnegut novel ever!

    Additionally, Vonnegut made an impressive acting debut in Rodney Dangerfield’s ‘Back to School’.

  • 2 Taylor // Oct 7, 2007 at 1:20 pm

    I’ve never seen that! But someone told me about it. I need to see it.

    O how I love Vonnegut. When he died last semester, I wore black to school the next day. I also made a memorial to him on my door. It was interesting b/c the first day after his death, I was in head-to-t0e black, and my door was covered in black paper with nothing else because I hadn’t finished making the door yet. But it worked out well because all the students asked, “What’s with all the black today?”

    It gave me a chance to plug an awesome author, which was my agenda anyway!

    Ended up teaching Slaughterhouse Five about a month later to my American Lit class. They chose that out of three choices I gave them for 20th century lit. I’m sure that door had something to do with it.

    Some of the students really took to him, and emailed me over the summer to say they really loved it.

    Many thought it was weird. Not an unusual reaction for kids who’ve never read him before and who don’t usually read too much. But I don’t think many of them really disliked it.

  • 3 Taylor // Oct 7, 2007 at 1:21 pm

    Incidentally, the making of the door also allowed me to forge a friendship w/ a couple of my seniors who helped me with the artistic part. People appreciate it when you appreciate them for their talent. Something I wish administrators understood.

  • 4 ken // Oct 7, 2007 at 9:34 pm

    My school is under ‘all new’ administration. My previous principal was phenomenal. Him leaving proved to be the truest example of ‘you don’t know what you have until it’s gone’.

  • 5 dew // Oct 14, 2007 at 3:42 pm

    I had my students write some sentences the other day about fictional characters. Most of them wrote about House MD, Superman, Harry Potter. One boy wrote his sentences about Kilgore Trout and “God” (quotation marks his). This same kid asked me a few weeks ago what I thought about Michel Foucault. Gotta love the precocious ones!

  • 6 Taylor // Oct 14, 2007 at 7:46 pm

    Wow! I had one like that last year, but his thing was Nietzsche. Forever quoting Nietzsche. He really was brilliant.

    I would just FLIP if a student wrote about Kilgore Trout.

  • 7 dew // Oct 14, 2007 at 9:22 pm

    I was pretty pleased!

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