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Tuesday

Oliver Soden

Surviving the Dresden firestorm: Slaughterhouse-Five revisited

From our UK edition

I was in my teens and a bathtub when I first read Kurt Vonnegut’s Slaughterhouse-Five. Published in 1969, the novel is about an American prisoner-of-war, Billy Pilgrim, who is held captive in Dresden during the Allied bombing that destroyed the city. This was an experience shared by the author, who in a postmodern flourish meets his own protagonist in the filthy latrines. I opened my mother’s slim 1970s paperback, began to read – ‘All this happened, more or less’ – and kept on reading until I had finished it, by which time the bath was cold and my fingers were as pulpy as the pages. When I re-read the same copy for this review it fell to pieces. So it goes.

Thursday

Simon Heffer

Trump has destroyed the special relationship

One of my earliest memories – I was not quite three and a half – is of being with my mother in a tea shop one Saturday morning. She had run into a friend, who used a word I had never heard before, and being a tiresome child I asked what it meant. The word was “assassination.” John F. Kennedy had been shot the previous day, and the talk, even in the English provinces, was of little else. In the 1960s one was assailed by American culture, but it was a form of imperialism that few found objectionable. America’s music bawled from radios. Its programs larded the schedules of our three television channels. Its films filled cinemas. Some of its usages were creeping into our language.