The Zong

I woke up to find a great man had died, and of the billion or so obituaries and tributes that will be written for him today I think my personal favorite was written many years ago by the man himself, who wrote:

“I am not especially satisfied with my own imaginative works, my fiction. I am simply impressed by the unexpected insights which shower down on me when my job is to imagine, as contrasted with the woodenly familiar ideas which clutter my desk when my job is to tell the truth.”   - Kurt Vonnegut

- M.G.