Kurt Vonnegut was once so accurately called “a laughing prophet of doom.” Thus far, Cat’s Cradle is my favorite of his prophecies. It’s about society’s overbearing belief in science and “objective truth,” and where that will ultimately take and leave us.
When I began reading Cat’s Cradle, I had been long wrestling with an article about the shortcomings of objectivity and was shocked to have unintentionally picked up a novel on the subject from 1963. A side-splitting, philosophical journey of apocalypse, midgets, and a Vonnegut invented religion, I recommend it with both great seriousness and hearty laughter.