Slaughterhouse Five

There were two peepholes inside the airlock-with yellow eyes pressed to them. There
was a speaker on the wall. The Tralfamadorians had no voice boxes. They communicated
telepathically. They were able to talk to Billy by means of a computer and a sort of
electric organ which made every Earthling speech sound.

‘Welcome aboard, Mr. Pilgrim,’ said the loudspeaker. ‘Any questions?’

Billy licked his lips, thought a while, inquired at last: ‘Why me? ’

That is a very Earthling question to ask, Mr. Pilgrim. Why vow? Why us for that
matter? Why anything ? Because this moment simply is. Have you ever seen bugs
trapped in amber?’

‘Yes.’ Billy in fact, had a paperweight in his office which was a blob of polished amber
with three ladybugs embedded in it.

‘Well, here we are, Mr. Pilgrim, trapped in the amber of this moment. There is no why.’

 

Slaughterhouse Five – Kurt Vonnegut

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