In my opinion true anti war stories are very rare but slaughterhouse five is one without a doubt. I didn’t know what to expect of this, essentially going in blind, and I think that is the best way to read it. In the beginning I kept thinking “what a fitting time to read this” but now I think it always has been and always will be a fitting time in history to read this. This may have been the first Vonnegut I’ve ever read but it’s surely not the last.